[Brazzers] Volleyballers

[Brazzers] Volleyballers

Erin’s soft lips on my cheek sent a wave of warmth skittering across my body. “Fuck!” I grated. “Marcus!” Danni shouted, standing up from the table outside Helena’s—the brunch spot where we agreed to meet. And I hated that. Her hair was gathered in a loose pile at the back of her head, with several messy strands falling loose, giving her an unkempt, bedridden look that suggested an understated sensuality. “Do yourself a favor. What the fuck was this drive they were looking for, and why was it so important? My cock slipped from her throat as she stood up, and she sucked in ragged breaths as she leaned into me, her lovely pink nipples pressed into my chest. How many hundreds—if not thousands—of men would have given a testicle for a night with a woman like this? “By herself?”

“No,” she said with an amused little twinkle in her eye. Helicopter. Just give me a chance to show you how good of a girlfriend I can be. Good. What sensual designs did my assistant and lawyer have in store for me? “Danni…”

“Please.” Her bottom lip trembled. “I asked her to leave the guy she was with.”

She bit her lip nervously and carefully put her fork down on the plate before looking up at me with those soulful doe eyes of hers, and every second I stared back at her was like having my heart ripped out of my chest and torn in two all over again.