Episode 20

For the next few days, Vinnie heard nothing from Mr Doyle.

Strange, as she had expected to see him more often, now that they had…done a little bit of those intimate things. They had kissed. They had touched. And he had made her feel so much more than she could have imagined.

Honestly, that man was absolutely good with things that he could do with his mouth alone. Vinnie had no regrets. No shame. And no reluctance to admit that she wanted for it to happen again. She wanted him close, close enough to make her forget about the process called breathing. She wanted his large and warm hands on her body, his lips on her skin and his rugged, hard-as-marble body flushed with her own.

Shit. Was she getting ahead of herself? Had she become obsessed with that man somehow? But how could she? He had only spent one night with her. Just one night. And even then they hadn’t gone all the way. She was still a virgin. She knew because she had seen more than enough porns to know what to expect when things