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I won’t admit it to my mates but my body is still slightly sore from our lovemaking the previous night. It’s a welcomed soreness that drags my mind back to our completely sinful yet f*****g phenomenal feeling activities in the bedroom. The memory alone makes my thighs clench together, now that they don’t feel like jiggly jello, and my arousal perfumes the air.
Eric releases a pained groan from the drivers seat of the SUV. “If you don’t stop thinking about the three of us f*****g, we’re never going to make it to this birthday party.” Oops. Biting my lip to keep from smirking since I’m guilty as hell, I avoid Eric’s eyes by smoothing out the bottom of the dress I’m wearing with my hands.
“Can you really blame her, mate?” Gabriel gives Eric a pointed look from the front passenger’
