Authors: Aubrey St. Clair
The door slams against
the opposite wall as I lift my eyes to look at the man holding onto her hips,
buried deep into her from behind, and just as naked. His eyes are wide as well,
but the look of shock on his face is even greater. I only make eye contact
with him for a second before the door rebounds off the wall to close the couple
back inside the office. But it was enough time to weaken my knees and take my
breath away.
The man fucking Lindsey
isn't Charles after all. It's Edward.