Jaxx’s Point Of View

I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, the remote for the door lock dangling casually from my fingers. The sight before me was enough to make my cock twitch… Elena, naked beneath my shirt, the fabric swallowing her petite frame, the hem riding up just enough to tease the curve of her thighs. Her hair was a mess, tangled from my fingers, her lips still swollen from my kisses, her cheeks flushed with the remnants of last night’s ruin.

I’d always found men who ...