Chapter 23 Strictly Professional（2）

• Turning, I smiled. He was fine. “Sure.”
• We stumbled past bodies as he led me to the parking lot. I was pinned against a car almost immediately as he feasted on my neck. I wasn’t wet but hoping I would be soon. Waylen didn’t own my body. He couldn’t. The man avoided kissing my lips, and I didn’t protest since I wasn’t ready to share saliva with a stranger. I was about to fuck him, yet I wasn’t willing to kiss him.
• Yeah, I was officially as crazy as Waylen.