James.

The softness of her skin beneath my fingers was a feeling I couldn’t get rid of. Becca had been so compliant, and the way her body reacted to the pleasure I created in her was addicting. Everything about her was addicting.

I knew it was wrong to think of her in this way, but I couldn’t shake it.

From her pouty lips to the heart-shaped curve of her ass... I wanted it all.

“Mr. Valentino, did you finish signing the Jay Bird reports?” ...