Ayanna's POV When I got home, I was tired and exhausted. I threw my bag on the sofa and plopped down next to it. My head was throbbing and all I wanted to do was sleep. But, I was too tired to move. As I sat on the couch, my mind wandered back to the events of the day. Travis. Damn! Just thinking about him, made my heart beat fast. His kiss. His touch. His stupid attitude….. I hated him. I hated him so fucking much. He infuriated me. How could he think, he was so good? That his kiss and touch was magical and made all the women fall for him. He was so full of himself. And I hated men, who were full of themselves. But why the hell, did he have such an effect on me? I was not a virgin. I was an escort. And escorts, were the opposite of virgins. We had a lot of experience and were not new to the pleasures of sex. So why did I feel that way? Why did his kiss and touch affect me so much? It wasn't the first time, a guy had kissed me. But none, had such a strong eff
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