Still A Game

In the sprawling, luxurious living room of Genevieve’s penthouse, Dom let his head fall back heavily against the plush leather couch. A deep frown of frustration cut across his forehead. Genevieve straddled his lap, her bare thighs pressing hot and heavy against his legs. She rolled her hips forward, deliberately grinding her crotch against his thick erection straining beneath his dress pants. She