Chapter 81

• [IVAN]
• “Turn around for me.” I groan against Ana’s skin and push her back against the bed. She rolls over with a gasp, her cheeks flushed from pleasure, and her hazel eyes sparkle in the light of the sun streaming into the room from the large glass window behind me.
• “Get on your knees,” I growl, and she does so with a low moan, her body arching to give me access to her sex, her face buried in the soft sheets, and her sweet ass in the air.