C85 Fired Up (10)

Her hotshot was all done waiting.

When she tried to sit up, he pushed her right back on the mattress. She

didn’t mind. She’d been wanting his hands on her ever since she’d discovered him sprawled on her steps. She quickly discovered, though, that she might be in a rush—but he wasn’t. When she brought her hands up to tug on his shirt, he pressed her palms down into the mattress.

“Don’ move, sha