Kerian’s hand drifts down to my ass, caressing me through my jeans. “How do they feel?” His voice drops an octave, the husky growl ghosting over my skin. “Good,” I answer honestly. His smirk is sexy as fuck as he saunters up to the register. When the cashier comes back, she gives Kerian a long look when all he slides across to her are the tags. My face heats so much, sweat dots my brow. She looks at me, her eyes roaming over my body. I’m sure my shirt shows the imprint of the bralette under it, but whatever. Embarrassment heats my skin, but also makes my cock chub up, even though I just came.
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