9 HAYESWhat. The. Actual. f**k. Bro.
If I were an emoji, I’d be the screaming face with steam coming out of his ears.
There was no denying Maren felt my body’s response to hers. And I could tell the second she did. One minute we were splashing around in the water, and the next, her soft curves were pressed up close as her wet skin made contact with mine. Then it was game over. I needed to put as much distance as possible between us, so I fled without another word or a backward glance.
I stalk up the stairs and slam the door once I’m inside my room.
My d**k still so rock hard, I desperately need to jerk off. I tug open the front of my swim shorts and give myself a warning squeeze. I’m gonna blow way too soon at this rate.
But an errant thought stops me dead in my tracks.
What if Wolfi
