Anna Lorraine Dupont
If I had another man I could use, I wouldn't have settled with this idi0t, I thought as I stared at Cody's naked body on the bed. He was sweaty and was huffing as he chased his breath. The curves of his muscles and his washboard abs looked like they were carved from marble or something. His hair stuck to his forehead with sweat, making him look even hotter. And mon Dieu, that c0ck. Well, at least he was a good fvcker.
Sighing, I grabbed the elastic band that I had placed on his nightstand and tied my hair back into a knot. I tried to catch Cody's eyes, but his member was too distracting. How on earth is it still hard after all that fvcking? I shook my head and averted my eyes for a second, pretending that I was reaching for something on the floor. "So, answer me, wh
