Chapter 72

• Marilyn's POV
• My feet hurt from constantly pacing around my living room. How did I not see it sooner? Not to compare the two but Lorenzo knew how to make my body feel like it was being basked in a tub of milk and honey with only one side of me being submerged in the warm liquid. His touches made my skin tingle with warmth and my mouth water at the sight of his fingers dancing over my collarbones.
• But Conner, oh, he was a feisty fellow for certain. He knew how to get me in corners to make sure I couldn't say no. Perhaps that's why he had seemed so shocked when I denied him. Lorenzo was a little more patient, but Conner knew I'd want it once he was over cloud nine. He was like a vampire sinking his teeth into my neck and I not knowing it, did not feel anything but pleasure.