Spencer
I've wanted to f**k her since we first brought her here.
She's speechless from my admittance as if she's become a virgin all over again. It doesn't surprise me that she's had s*x before—she's as stunning as they come. Blythe has always been a free spirit, something like chastity never held too much power over her. Yet I can't help but wonder how many boys have f****d her before.
I kiss her full lips, pressing my c**k into her lower stomach. I fist her hair, desire flooding through me. It's not just business, it's revenge. We are both tackling the same obstacle, our motives mutual. I don't know how I've resisted tasting the forbidden fruit for this long; now that I have, I can't get enough. I want to keep taking bites out of her until all that she bears belongs to me. I don't w
