Chapter 3
We slipped back to the dance floor, pretending we had been there all along. I was sore from the way he had pounded me, but I relished every moment of the roughness Jake gave when he was in the throng of passion.
Neither of us had spoken as we dressed back in the room. The rawness of his c**k stroking against my soft flesh had been the most fervent climax I’d ever experienced. Tingling spread across my face as I noticed how heated I still was. Did he even realize how much he affected me?
My head sprang from his chest. His seed trickled down my inner thigh. He still had my underwear in his pocket, but something else haunted every thought. I stopped dancing and froze. “Oh, shit.”
A line etched between his puzzled eyes. He loosened his arms on my waist. “What?”
The room spun in
