Chapter 205: Revenge

In a moment like this, only a saint would have held back. Donny was no saint. He lacked experience, but that didn't mean instinct wouldn't take over. His hunger was plain as day. Clumsy, he pinned Blaire Saxon beneath him, groping her through her clothes with both hands. He buried his face in her neck, then moved lower. Fumbling, he stripped off her top and bit down on her full, soft breasts. He moved with rough, overeager urgency, like a horny teenager, and as he fumbled with her breasts, he ended...