Chapter 23

Evie’s breath came in shaky gasps as she leaned against the laundry room wall, legs barely holding her up. She muttered a curse when Dante’s hands went to his jeans. He unzipped them, shoving them and his boxer briefs down. His cock sprang free, hard, long, and thick, and Evie’s core tightened at the sight.

“You tasted good, sweetheart,” Dante said. He dropped to his knees, lapping at the slicknes