His hand slides up my leg, and I let out a yelp. I should feel terrible for the arousal building inside me, but I can’t help it. It’s not really him that I’m drawn to but the idea of what he’s proposing. “You mean…” I squeak, looking over my shoulder at him. He’s so close our mouths nearly touch. His hands are on my hips now, and he gives them one quick jerk, slamming his body against my ass and making me moan. I am absolutely shameless for how turned on I am right now. I should not be here with him. I should be with Jack.
You allegedlly love Jack but have no problem with another man doing that to you
