Chapter 1079 Angels Don't Wear Panties:>Ep7

• Christie stirred in a tangle of candy pink sheets, one dainty foot stretching toward the edge of the bed. When her toes struck something solid and warm, her subconscious gradually relinquished control, as she started awake.
• Struggling to a sitting position, she stared down at the pale and nude body of Jacob through the flicker and strobe of bluish lightning from the rumbling storm.
• Like being enveloped by a warm voluptuous mist, her thoughts and flesh recalled the pleasures of the evening. Of steamy and demanding kisses, intense urging by her lover with each act to which she submitted, and of orgasms so all-encompassing she thought she'd cry from pleasure.