“Oh, you know. xxx He popped the drinks down on the table and picked up his and Julietta’s, handing her it. “My pleasure,” she murmured. We thought you weren’t gonna show.”
Kyle smiled, knowing without a shadow of a doubt that Sahara wasn’t Julietta, but the similarity to her was frightening. He could feel it start to happen and his entire body tensed up. She sucked his ear in her mouth again, intensifying things further for Kyle, further than he could handle. He really dug the short black skirt and boots and the black and white cut-off top she wore really showed her off. Her fingernails traced in circles on the sensitive skin and Kyle was sure there were goosebumps there, so delicate was her touch.




















