That was probably because all I did was upset her. But it didn’t end there. She was also smiling at him, a sight so genuine that it made my f*****g chest hurt.
“You all right, buddy?”
I turned toward the voice, Jenner now less than a yard away.
Am I all right?
The fury moved into my throat when I hissed, “Yeah.”
“I’ve been calling your name. Didn’t you hear me?”
I took another glance at Hannah. She was running her fingers across the bottom of her mouth, back and forth, drawing the hen’s attention to that spot.
My favorite spot.
A spot that would make him think about her perfect lips wrapped around his d**k. But the thoughts wouldn’t end there; they’d spiral, bloom into questions, like how hard she could suck, if she would swallow, if she was the kind of girl who would enjoy it.
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