She Was Free

Blonde, tan, blue eyed beauty Foster Heatherton can captivate any boy she'd like. It was only till now that she had found one she actually wanted. Meeting at a club didn't scare her, especially when she'd done this a million times before. Although something seemed different about the way they moved, and she found herself not so drunk anymore. His large hands stayed put at her waist as she rolled over him, eliciting a jolt of electricity through them both.