It was the strangest first visit to someone's home in Emily's life. She had not yet taken a good look at the decor, and her bare back and butt already knew several comfortable places where she could lie, lean back and sit. And do something else.
God, this is not a man, but a real tornado, from whose insane whirlwind it is impossible to hide! She thought, examining her swollen lips in the bathroom mirror.
"Did you find something interesting there?" Evans's hands closed around her waist, and the man's naked torso pressed against her equally bare back.
"You bit me!" She cast an indignant glance at the boss's reflection.
"Just a little bit. Actually, you bit me first." Justin chuckled, leaning over to her ear, which sent a wave of goosebumps. They, like a flock of dolphins, swam from the top of their heads down their backs to where the man's thighs were close to Emily.
"Are you going to do it again?" gasped the girl.
