Call My Name (Fallen Angels MC Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Her thighs were cold and sticky, and she took a moment to wipe herself off, chuckling. It was worth it, she was sure of that. But one more thing that no one told women about sex. She ought to write a book. When she went back out to the living room, Mason had found his jeans and shorts again. It felt awkward to be naked while he was dressed, so she started collecting her own clothing from the various places it had landed. “I— that was amazing,” he said. She glanced at him, then leaned over to adjust her breasts into the cups of her bra. “Sounds like a ‘but’ is incoming.” “I meant to talk to you first,” he said. “I didn’t mean to— push myself on you.” “You didn’t,” she said. “Well, you did at first, but you stopped before I even had to ask you to, and then you were only doing what I asked you to. So no harm, no foul.” He patted the couch next to him, and she sat down, but when she reached out to take his hand, he squeezed hers and then pulled back.
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