He licks the mark he left, fingers gathering his cum and pushing it back inside me. “Don’t make me remind you again.” He tugs my dress back into place, and cool air hits my heated skin when he pulls away. My mind finally clears just in time to see Damon slide the patio door open. Holy shit. Shit. Shit. How did I forget about Carter? Oh my God. I just let Damon fuck me in front of Carter. I look around frantically, but Damon chose his spot carefully. Carter had a front-row seat to Damon taking me, but everything below my waist was blocked by the island. The hockey player doesn’t look at me
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I just- wow
