Chapter 17

Adele’s face turned red when she walked into the bedroom and saw Jamal already lying on the bed with just a pair of shorts on, probably waiting for her. She had purposely put on a see-through nightgown which had beneath it, just a lingerie, no bra. With a smile plastered on her face, she seductively walked over to the bed to meet Jamal and the moment she lay on it, he captured her lips in an intense kiss.

As he kissed her deeply, he let his fingertips trail down her long, slender throat, to the shelf of her collarbone, and then a little lower to the top swell of her breast. He felt her suck in a gasp of air as he touched the space between her breasts, which was exactly the width of his middle finger.

The room was intensely silent. All he could hear was her breath, and his own heartbeat. Gently, he traced the shape of her breast, letting her fingers dip down the front of her dress.

She wasn’t wearing a bra. His thumb passed over her nipple, which was stiff, standing