Chapter 17
Savannah tried quelling her racing heart. Nothing could have prepared her for that orgasm. She’d made herself come a few times with her hands, but it never gave her the same feeling as his hand did. If a hand could do that what would his p***s do? Or his tongue? That last thought normally would make her blush, but she was too relaxed to fret. After getting her first real orgasm, she wanted another. Then again. She was turning into a wanton woman. His wanton woman.
On the outside Bennett looked calm, cool, and collected but behind closed doors she was seeing he was controlling in the bedroom. He had restricted her leg movements making her orgasm that much more powerful. She wondered what else he kept hidden.
Her shorts were abruptly pulled down her legs as Bennett settled betw
