Brenda's POV
The doorbell rings again and I scramble out of bed before realizing that I am alone in the house and Tyler is gone.
Jerk! I curse under my breath, making my way to the living room.
I should have known he would sneak away too. Why the hell is he acting like we are still in the bordello? I was hoping he would stay with me throughout the day since he spent the night with me and when it was almost late, he would go home.
I can't deny the fact that I enjoyed the pleasurable sex with him last night. It was out of the world and I reached orgasm several times making me wonder how much I missed him.
I am already missing him and I seriously wish he is still here with me. I just wish to cuddle in his arms and talk about what has been happening and ask him to let go.
To be honest, right now I wish to have him all to myself, with no rival so I can see him anytime I want, I can make love to him during the day, at noon and night.