“Hey, Taytortot.” Salem grins up at me, her gray eyes glowing against the reflection of the snow-covered windows. Returning her grin, I feel myself relax in the presence of my second best friend. “Sally Mal. What’s shakin’, babe?” She laughs, tossing her long red hair into a messy bun on the top of her head before leaning in and pressing a kiss to my throat. After weeks of no human contact, the feel of her lips on my skin has my dick perking up almost immediately, and I stifle a groan. With this one gesture, she’s telling me that she let Brad go, and now it’s my turn again. See what I mean
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