Just My Luck (Gummy Bear Orgy, #3)

by Rebecca Rennick

“What the hell kind of reaction is that? Most people just jerk away or shout. Not body slam a lad.”

I always wanted to be a headboard knocker.

“You’re not in there alone, are you?” Rory asks hesitantly. “No,” Conor answers hoarsely, the light rocking of his hips growing more desperate as his release nears. “She’s in there with you, isn’t she?” “Yup.” “Right, then. Okay . . . I’ll just . . . wait downstairs.”