Connor
I look at April’s exhausted form from the doorway and frown. She looks so sweet and soft that I have to force myself to leave the room before I ravish her again.
Talking to the Burgman’s seemed to drain her. However, I could also see that it somewhat lightened her guilt. I look at the card in my hand and send a search command into my tablet. Hopefully, the phone number and name are enough.
The drive home helped me think and review all of the information that the Burgmans shared. As we made our way back home, I can’t help but think about how easy it is to be in her arms. Usually, when I sleep with a woman, I’m ready to send her packing the next day. I never call them or go back for seconds. But with April, I can’t wait to get her back into bed and ravish her until we’re both sat
