Billionaire Stepbrother: Winter (Our Forbidden Year Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
I’d just have to settle for the next best thing, I thought. I pulled back the sheets to reveal my naked body and hopped out of bed; my cock bounced as I moved, and I gave it a gentle tug, urging patience. I wished Aimee had stayed. With a new plan in mind, I grabbed the nearest towel from the closet and headed towards the bathroom.A tiny buzz reverberated against the wooden top of the bedside table. Aimee’s phone. Shit. She’d be furious when she got back, I thought, and knowing her, she had probably forgotten her keys, too.I ignored the incessant buzzing for a moment but then thought better of it. I glanced at the screen, curious to know who was calling. Loretta. Aimee’s mother. There was no way I was going to answer that call. For one thing, it would’ve been a total boner–killer.Instead, I let the call go to voice mail and jumped into the shower.As the water beat against my chest, I lazily dreamed of Aimee’s naked form, of her perfect tits that I would happily tease all day if she’d let me.
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