Chapter Fifty Nine.
The sun began to dip behind the leafy green trees, the sky changing from blue to dark, as stars began to appear in the sky, the moon a perfect crescent. Chloe sat on the patio rattan furniture, laid against Zander’s chest. For all, he was a wall of muscle, he was the most comfortable place to relax. Chloe had found a new love of literature now her Dylsexia had disappeared and she enjoyed the new world books offered her. Reading Jane Austin’s Northanger Abbey, as Zander’s hand absentmindedly played with the outline of her breast, her n****e peaking through the soft cotton fabric of the black dress she wore. Over the past couple of days, Chloe had a new love of dresses, seeing their benefit, giving her mate easy access to her willing body. Chloe let out a soft moan, as Z
