James.
The softness of her skin beneath my fingers was a feeling I couldn't get rid of. Becca had been so compliant, and the way her body reacted to the pleasure I created in her was addicting. Everything about her was addicting.
I knew it was wrong to think of her in this way, but I couldn't shake it.
From her pouty lips to the heart-shaped curve of her ass... I wanted it all.
“Mr. Valentino, did you finish signing the Jay Bird reports?" Evette asked from my doorway, pulling me from my thoughts as I cleared my throat and nodded.
“Yes, they are around here somewhere."
Shuffling through the vast sea of work piling up on my desk, I grabbed the papers she was asking for and held them out. Evette's eyes gazed over me with confusion as she took them and exited the room.
Could she tell I
