Chapter 83 The Wife He Didn't Want Ch7

• The morning after the storm was deceptively calm.
• Jacob hadn’t slept. Not really. He'd left Ginna just before dawn, pulling out of her body with reluctance, wiping her tears and sweat from his chest as she curled back into the blankets like nothing had happened. Like it didn’t mean everything.
• He'd sat in his car for nearly an hour afterward, hard again just from thinking about her thighs trembling around his hips. The way she’d clung to him like she'd never wanted to let go. The way she’d whispered his name like a prayer and a curse all at once. He could still taste her on his tongue, still feel the slick heat of her pussy gripping him when she came. His cock had stayed painfully hard the entire ride back.