Author's POV

“Are you seriously still thinking about that bitch?” Brielle asked, her voice sharp, eyes locked onto Ryan’s expression.

She was sprawled naked on the rumpled bed sheets. Her blonde hair was tangled from the roughness of their last round, her lips still swollen from all the kissing…and from having his cock in her mouth. Her legs were spread, shamelessly waiting for him to come back and finish what he’d started.

Ryan stood near the bed, one hand running through his ...