CHAPTER 31: Maggie
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Maggie was sprawled across Terry’s chest. He must’ve moved her because the last thing she remembered he’d been on top and she’d just had the best o****m in her life. She wiggled, loving the way his hard body felt below her and...He was still buried inside her body, flaccid but there.
“You’re back.” His tone was smug but she didn’t care. After that performance he deserved to be smug.
“Yeah.” She kissed his chest and his hand wandered slowly up and down her back. She should move. She was probably smashing the poor man, but she didn’t want to go anywhere—ever.
“What time to you have to go home?”
She almost gasped. His words were like ice water dumped over her head. Apparently, he not only wanted her off his body; he wanted her out of his house. “Ah, you’re r
