Chapter Twenty-Nine.

Her back broke down the door, her lips sealed in a breathless kiss.

Joan held back the stranger, trying so hard to toss her shoe off. Her fingers clenched tight to his greasy hair and he breathed aggressively down her neck, sucking her tender skin between his luscious lips. Their heavy footsteps creaked against the wooden board beneath them but neither of them cared that anyone could here.

In that moment, Joan just needed this—sex with a stranger. And that was the beauty of the infamous one-night stands. When she managed to get her shoes off, she pulled away from him to gaze into his cognac eyes. “Fuck” She muttered, bringing her hands to strip off his leather jacket. He had a white inner wear that clung tight to his broad sweaty chest, which rose and fell in passion.

And his hands suddenly grasped the underneath of her thighs, raising her up into his arms. Her ankles clenched tightly around his waist as he ripped off her chiffon top, not wasting a second to do the same to her bra. T