Crushed (Rushed #2)
“Some of the guys wanted to get together. Like we were suddenly buds. A couple of them were pretty cool. But what would we do? Go out for a beer? My fake ID was pretty much grounded along with my real one. We decided on pizza. I invited Morgan along. To my surprise, she accepted. But what the hell was she going to do on her own on a Saturday night, anyway? If only my damn racing pulse would get a clue she was hanging with us out of desperation and boredom and nothing more.
As Morgan sat next to me, her perfume wafted over to me. It smelled like sex. And made me horny as hell. I couldn't shake my awareness of her even as she ignored me and flirted with the other guys. Any of them would love to have bedded her. Irrationally, that made me mad and protective.
At one point, one guy got slid his arm around her shoulder. Shit, I knew that move. Next he'd try the accidental breast brush. Or put his hand on her knee.
He leaned in to bend her ear. "Hey, babe, want to ditch this crowd and see a ...movie with me?" Yeah, the way he caressed the word "movie," sex was the first thing on his mind.MoreLess
As Morgan sat next to me, her perfume wafted over to me. It smelled like sex. And made me horny as hell. I couldn't shake my awareness of her even as she ignored me and flirted with the other guys. Any of them would love to have bedded her. Irrationally, that made me mad and protective.
At one point, one guy got slid his arm around her shoulder. Shit, I knew that move. Next he'd try the accidental breast brush. Or put his hand on her knee.
He leaned in to bend her ear. "Hey, babe, want to ditch this crowd and see a ...movie with me?" Yeah, the way he caressed the word "movie," sex was the first thing on his mind.MoreLess
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