Going Wild (The Wild Ones, #2)

by C.M. Owens

The vagina butterflies.

“My balls are beautiful,”

“So help me, if you say I need to follow my heart, I will punch you in the tit,” I warn her. “Which tit?” she asks seriously. “The left one, of course. I know you favor the right.” She nods like that’s acceptable.

He seems really tense, so maybe he farted and I just thought he said those words?

Maybe it really was a fart.

“I think Liam told me he loved me.” “You think he did?” she asks incredulously. “There were two really intense orgasms,” I decide to point out. “Then a quick disappearing act like he’s never done before.” “Are you sure he didn’t fart?”