Pleasure

As Roarke sped through the highway on the way home with Vanessa, how he was able to drive under the legal kilometres without being tailed by cops for over speeding was miraculous. How he restrained from tearing off her cloth while cooped up in the car with her needed to be studied and also because the little rational part of his brain that was barely hanging kept thinking about Ari and how unfair it would be to make her the daughter of a car crash victim.

Nessa wasn't even helping the issue, the pretty little daredevil had unzipped her jacket, revealing a fair amount of smooth cleavage, his control almost snapped when she teased him by trailing her finger tips on her chest while bitting her lips.

Roarke had thought she had become mute ever since he told Tori, she wasn't going home with her. She had not protested, just looking like a coy lady who was about to lose her virginity.