The man quickly caught up, and Eva Nightingale was embraced.
Her back pressed against the burning naked male chest.
A familiar male voice fell down from above her head: "Why run? Afraid I'll eat you, huh?"
The voice of this man was damn pleasant to hear.
Eva Nightingale frowned slightly, feeling her heart pounding strongly.
Just now in the swimming pool, she seemed to have touched a minefield, which made her rush to escape, who knew Lucas Knight would catch up and seize her.
"Won't eat you, letting you off today." Afraid of her fierce resistance, he seemed to make a promise, and Eva Nightingale's suspended heart settled down...
But, as evidence proves!
Men's words are T, M, not, trustworthy!
*
The next day.
Eva Nightingale woke up in the afternoon.
The luxurious, understated room was filled with the scent of passion, all creations of her and someone else from last night.
