lody Thorne couldn’t bear it any longer and turned to leave.
"Ma’am?" Harold Chapman approached, noticing her face was quite upset, he couldn’t help but ask, "What’s wrong with you?"
"Nothing, move aside." lody Thorne pushed past Leon Rivers and headed outside.
At the sa ti, a loud shout ca from inside the room, "Get out."
Curiosity got the better of Harold Chapman, and he peered inside the room. What he saw left him stunned and bewildered.
The first thought was that Jared Quinn was dood.
Sheryl Lancaster was startled by the man’s sudden shout and fell to the ground, looking up pitifully. Wasn’t he the one who asked her to undress?
She was already completely naked.
Jared Quinn strode out of the room, his handso features tinged with anger.
"Jared," Harold Chapman approached, realizing that Jared must have been mistaken, as lody Thorne was just here. He quickly spoke, "I just saw Madam walk out from here, she seed very angry."
Jared Quinn asked, "...Where is she?"
"She just left, she shouldn’t have gone far."
lody Thorne opened her car, intending to drive away, when suddenly the other side of the car window was opened by soone. A tall and imposing figure settled into her passenger seat, those deep, dark eyes seed to carry a trendous gravitational pull, without saying a word, he pulled her into his arms with a force almost enough to mold her into his body.
"Jared Quinn, let go. Go to your little lover, she’s already undressed, you’ve already seen her body. Are you being shaless coming to again," she shouted in anger, a bit less careful with her words.
"Are you jealous?" Jared Quinn held her head with one large hand, a slight joy in his deep voice.
"No, what is it about you that’s worth being jealous of?" lody Thorne struggled to break free using both her hands and feet.
But Jared Quinn rely used one large hand to pin down her flailing hands, while the other hand pulled open her top, bending down...
lody Thorne’s ears quickly turned red, her full chest was being continuously nibbled and licked, tongues entwined. It was broad daylight in the car, a rush of sha engulfed her.
"Jared Quinn, that’s enough," lody Thorne exclaid in shock, though she didn’t dare to raise her voice too much, afraid people outside would hear.
"Not enough," Jared Quinn replied with a hoarse voice; it had been days since he last touched her. He was now like a hungry wolf waiting for his prey, how could it ever be enough?
Jared Quinn’s large hand guided her against his heated desire, letting her feel just how desperately he needed her.
"Mm... Jared Quinn," lody Thorne wanted to struggle, but her body was already accustod to Jared Quinn’s touch, constantly leaning toward him, yearning for his hands’ affection...
The places he kissed left little marks, inflaming her senses.
"Shall we try it in the car?" Jared Quinn proposed.
"No," lody Thorne vehently refused,
It’s broad daylight and in the car, she’s not that kind of woman.
Jared Quinn regretfully held her in his arms, shifting to the driver’s seat, he ignited the engine and sped swiftly toward Quinn Villa.
In the villa’s bedroom, Jared Quinn, as if unleashed from restraint, exploded completely like a beast on a conquest, devouring her petite body.
Again and again, he sent her soaring high.
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