.Just as Colt Thornton's lips, heavy with taste, descended, Titus Zane raised his hand to block them again.
Lying on the bed, her brown big waves spread like a waterfall, enchanting and enticing.
Plump lips slightly raised, the seductive eyes also held profound meaning.
"Director Thornton, such impatience, aren't you afraid of that tigress at home catching us in the act again?"
Colt Thornton was taken aback, remembering how he had thoroughly satisfied that woman last night. She should still be in bed now.
He laughed and shook his head immediately, "No, she should still be asleep."
"Oh! Is that so?" The depth in Titus Zane's eyes seemed even more profound.
"Director Thornton really has a lot of confidence in himself!" Titus Zane's laugh was coquettish, stirring something in Colt Thornton's heart, and that restless part of him started to become unsettled.
