Kate's Crew
“Somehow, he’d managed to get redressed before whisking her away from detection. He reached behind his back, grabbed a handful of his black T-shirt then hauled it over his head. The supple cotton radiated his warmth when he threaded her arms through it. The fabric that had hugged his muscular shoulders draped around her like a baggy dress. He crouched on the linoleum by her feet then patted her knee. “Fun, right?” Fun? Blood rushed through her veins even minutes later. It throbbed in the engorged tissues of her pussy and fluttered beneath the flushed skin of her wrists. She stammered, “That was—” Rough. Free. Primal. Hot. Generous. “—beautiful. But no wonder you laughed at me this morning.” “What the hell are you talking about, Kate?” “They’re gay.” She wanted to sink into the earth. How conceited could she be? “I must have imagined the guys hitting on me because I was so attracted to them.” Mike’s palms cupped her flaming neck. His thumbs tipped her face up with slight pressure on her jaw.
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