Chapter Seven
Finn
By a b****y miracle, I managed to remove my hands from that sweet, hot spot between Jana’s thighs and escort her from the restaurant. Need was pounding so hard through my body, I almost forgot to pay our bill. Her elbow in my side directed me toward the reception desk as we were about to pass by. After I paid, I caught her hand in mine and walked quickly outside, making a beeline for my car. I was seriously considering throwing my emergency flasher light on my dash, so I could speed to wherever we were going. As I let her into my car, I caught a glimpse of purple silk between her thighs when she swung her legs inside. Oh f**k. I was b****y losing my mind.
I climbed in the car, adjusting my jeans. My zipper bit into my hard c**k. Dinner had been a few hours of t*****e.
