Chapter 13

• KARSON'S POV
• No, this wasn't Irene. The scent was different, even the touch. Whoever it was, she grinding her waist against my crotch that had already hardened due to the mistaken identity. I groaned in tight response as she continued humping over me. Her lips were hot against my neck as she peppered me with kisses, sucking on every spot till there was a mark.
• Her hands fumbled with the buttons on my shirt as she unbuttoned them at a fast pace that I could barely keep up with. She grabbed my hand and guided it to her soft mound on her chest.