Sierra
Ambrose carries me to his room. Should I be doing this again? No, but I can’t help myself. I am bored, a little tipsy and horny. He is the only one here. I have no shame in using him for what I need. He does it to other people all the time. I was pushing through fine until I stepped out onto the balcony and saw him working outside. The way his body and muscles moved every time he chopped, and the strength it took, stirred something in me. My hormones took control.
Ambrose tosses me down on the bed, standing there and stares down at me. A primal look on his face, in his eyes. His joggers are bulging with his excitement. He pulls his tee off, tossing it aside. It isn’t too warm outside, but his body gleams with sweat from his work. I get on my knees, crawling towards him. I dance m
