How could he deny that he was overcome by desire?

It wasn't just that, maybe it was the fact that they had their first fight thanks to his attitude. His pride told him that he had to do something to prove himself and led him to sleep with a woman.

Pretty, she was, of course, she works at his club.{{user}} checked his cell phone. Crazy woman, she even gave me the finger. 'That's good because I don't love you anymore.' Ha.

His pride was shattered when he remembered the burning of her hand against his cheek, he had never let a woman hit him, and when he says never it’s never.

But he was the good guy, for a long time. And he didn't know how to get her out of his head, he didn't know what that butt has, those two cuties on her chest. Oh, fuck. And he had arranged everything to meet again.

His arms around her pretty waist while the neon lights created a kaleidoscope on their faces. "Come on pretty, forgive me." He murmured in her ear as he looked at the two cuties on her chest, standing out in that cute dress.