When I look back at the car, I see why. Thick creamy thighs fill my vision. Bare thighs. “The fuck?” I seethe, stepping closer. Maddie’s crawling over the center console, ass in the air, so she can climb out the passenger door. And she’s wearing little fucking shorts. Tiny jean shorts that expose the smooth, soft skin of her inner thighs that only I should be familiar with. The shorts, the angle we get from standing next to her little car, it’s all too much. Too much skin. Too much temptation. Too much fucking fury. I glare over at Rodrigo, but he has the brains to keep his eyes averted. A
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