Chapter 17

ALANA I WAS READING IN THE DEN WHEN I SAW THE TEXT FLASHING UP ON THE screen of my cell. It was from Alejandro, or The Devil, as I had him saved in my contacts. I’ll be home in ten minutes. Remember my rule, princess. I picked up my cell and frowned at the screen. Who the hell did he think he was, ordering me to wear no panties like I was some employee whose services he was paying for, rather than his wife? Despite, my irritation, I felt the wetness pooling between my thighs already. Last night had been incredible. I had felt things that I didn’t even know how to explain. Alejandro Montoya might be a devil, but he was also a sex god. If my body was built for sin, then his was built for pleasure. And I couldn’t get enough of him. So, if he wanted no panties, then no panties would be what he’d get. I stood up and slipped my white cotton underwear down my thighs. I looked around for som