CYNTHIA’s P O V

Jake and I quickly separated, and he lifted my chin while I cocked my head to the side.

‘‘If you don’t believe me, then you’ll just have to find out for yourself…’’ he said, just as confident as always.

‘‘Maybe I will…’’ I smirked and his eyes fixated on me as I unclipped my bra and let it fall onto the damp floor. ‘‘Fuck me…’’

His hungry eyes devoured my bare chest, and he didn’t wait to stride us both back onto ...