Chapter 80
- Dominic
- As I pass our table, I stop just long enough to say goodbye to Gianni Moretti and Mrs. Moretti. It’s quick. Almost sloppy. All the blood in my body has rushed south, and I’m shocked I even remember basic manners.
- I tell them I’ve got a headache. A weak excuse. The truth is simple. My cock is hard and aching, and all I can think about is burying it inside Lana Hawthorne and staying there.