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Alison was horrified that she’d let Harker finger her while people watched. She’d been raised to believe that s*x was a private affair between two married people.
Harker was sort of her husband, but they’d almost had s*x in public. Not a quickie in a restaurant bathroom or in a dark movie theater but fooling around in a crowd of people who watched them openly. Her brain screamed, what were you thinking? While her body shouted, why did you stop?
Harker’s body warmed her back, and his strong arms circled her waist. He wasn’t doing anything s****l but everything about him was sensual—his strength, his warmth, his steady heartbeat and his d**k, hard and long pressing against her bottom. She hadn’t used her safeword because every thought in her head had fled in her panic and yet,
