“Baby stop,”

Hugh chuckled sexily as we enter the lift so we can go back to his pad.

My hands were naughty as I wandered through his clothes. I’m so eager. I only had a glass of wine but I feel tipsy right away. Or maybe just drunk because of him?

“Hmmm,” I whined when he didn’t let me touch his belt.

He laughed at my reaction.

I did not give up. Because of his intolerance, it was his neck that I discarded. I nibble the skin of his neck and liked it all the way ...