“She waited while he went into the bathroom to strip off and towel himself down, thanking her stars that his key card had still worked, even though it had been in his trouser pocket when he’d dived into the pool. If it hadn’t, would he have sent her down to reception to beg for a replacement, or would he have taken her back to the room she shared with Honey, and forced her to sleep chained to her bed? When he returned, the towel was wrapped round his waist and his dark hair stood up in damp ...little spikes. Despite all she’d gone through, her pussy fluttered with unexpected lust at the sight of him. Sitting on the bed beside her, Jason removed her towel turban, pushing the wet strands of hair away from her face as they tumbled down. She trembled at his touch, though he seemed to misinterpret the reason. ‘You’ve had a shock, Jess,’ he told her. ‘I’ll get you a glass of brandy.’ Before she could protest, he sprang up from the bed and went over to the minibar, busying himself in fixing them both a drink.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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