The Playboy

Her hair was as dark as midnight, and it fell in waves down her bare back, almost reaching her waist, where her hips rounded toward a perfect, heart-shaped ass. This was just a kiss … but this was unlike any other kiss. The opening … from the door that was three rooms down. Macon had debated on whether to have the event in one of the ballrooms or the lobby and opted for the latter, wanting his guests to experience the heart of the hotel.