Chapter Twenty-Four
“Did you just—?” Gloria had to ask.
Ash sat panting on top of her. “Bloody hell,” she gasped. She smiled down at Gloria, then nodded. “Oh, fuck.” Her smile transformed into a grin.
Gloria felt as though she’d barely walked in the door—and already this had happened. Had she really made Ash come? Because she’d been worried about that. Not overtly, not in a way that she would admit to her mirror image when she questioned herself, but in the back of her mind, it had nagged at her. Sure, Gloria was a woman and she knew perfectly well how everything worked. But still.
As it turned out, she needn’t have worried for one single second. She flashed Ash a generous smile back.
Gloria glanced at the hand she had just withdrawn from Ash’s knickers. Her fingers glistened with Ash
