Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Selena stayed quiet.

But Everett wouldn't let it go, peppering her ear with soft kisses and expertly stirring her desires. Her body gradually softened, and her breath quickened.

She couldn't push him away, leaving her caught between frustration and fluster.

Selena's dark eyes were filled with a fire, almost growling, "Since when did you become such a gentleman?"

He was clearly playing with her, teasing on purpose.

He knew her too well, and she couldn't compete with him.

Everett chuckled, "Are you saying I should stop being a gentleman?"

"I'm saying you should leave!"

But as soon as she said it, Everett's hand was on the back of her head, and he kissed her with a commanding passion.

Only a fool would walk away now.

Besides, he could tell her resolve was melting, no matter what she said.

Selena couldn't hold out against his strength and tactics for long. She soon gave

Everett, grasping her slender waist, lifted her onto the dressing

indulging even more freely.

air was thick

slightly, his intense gaze locked on Selena. His voice

was no better off

looked at

about to give her time to rethink. His nose brushed

re

scooped her

taking just a few to reach

fell into

they

any tricks, just pure desire and instinct as

their quiet commotion filled the

next morning, Everett rolled out of bed, pulled on his pants,

his

managing to open her

Everett's chiseled abs, his muscles gracefully

a view was a treat, even if last night left her sore and wanting to kick