Konrad's POV
Standing in front of her wearing just the gown, showing off her light brown athletic legs, made my díck hard with excitement. I licked my lips, wishing to taste her rosy lips. The smell of her arousal was torturous as she drank me in with her eyes, and the minute she folded her legs while sitting on the sofa, I knew she was as affected as I was. All I yearned for was to get her nakėd and claim her as mine.
‘As confusing as it is, I will fućk bath mates till my còck decapitates in them. I know it’s not possible, but damn, I am throbbing right now and it’s your fault for thinking about Wilona like that.’
Cinnamon-rose scent overwhelmed my senses, disturbing me from responding to Dutch. But rage spread in my veins like lava when the guy wrapped his arm around her waist. Their
