Vance's POV

“Hmm” Nadia hums against my ear in such a sexy low tone.

Her moist sex exhales fall on my bare skin.

We were just talking about how we have to find a way to clean up the mess that we, I, had created. To appease the mother of the child whose head I tore off his body, albeit rashly.

“Come on.” Nadia has slung her straight sexy leg across my body and is already loving in a suggestive rhythm.

If we have absolutely nothing else in common, our love for good sex absolutely makes up for the rest of our differences. It has to be a mutual favorite...