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“I was er wasn’t all,” he says in a quiet rasp His eyes holdback to the road

“Fuck, Josh Are you serious? Which one of us—”

“Took a dick?” He’s grinning

“Shit! Was it you?”

He gives me a smirk

“Was it me?” I ask

God, I’ so hard He lifts a brow and reaches across the car’s console so he can rub at ht His eyes hold mine as I suck a breath in

“This okay?” he whispers

I groan, “Fuck yeah”

His pal around h my pants I lift my hips

“Feel good, angel?”

I close ertips over roan

“Co that’s hotter”

He starts sort of loosely jerkingthe fabric ofabove his, wanting to grab onto so Somewhere under my lust, there’s a bite of nervousness to be hard with hiuy for what feels like the first tiood…

Mills pulls over in the parking lot of a flower nursery, and I laugh between hoarse moans