Dylan's hand glided down to her buttock, and she inhaled sharply as he started kneading gently.
He never stopped seducing her when they were alone at home.
She blushed, feeling he was particularly impatient today.
"Wait…" She stopped his hand when it glided across her breasts, afraid Garcia would come back and see them. "Go and take a bath first..."
"You want to wash me?" He didn't let her go.
"Even Kaiden can wash himself," said Savannah, her color rising.
"Kaiden doesn't have a wife. I do." He kissed her ear.
Before Savannah could say something, he swept her off her feet and walked upstairs.
***
Early in the morning, feeble gleams of light made their way through the windows of the bedroom. Savannah got up and stretched herself.
Dylan still had some business to deal with after the business trip, so he went to the company early.
