~Serena~Declan rolled down the window once I was decent, physically at least. My dress was in place, my seatbelt secured around my waist, but my panty is soaked, my nipples ached, my clit was pulsating, and my mind was a flurry of questions.“Did you change your mind?” Mario asked, his frown crinkling his forehead.“No,” Declan was perfectly calm and collected. If Mario were a shifter, he’d smell my scent streaming out from the car towards the window, and he’d hear my pounding heart. “I had to make a call.”‘Call my ass,’ I thought, ‘or should I say call of my pussy?’Oh, my god. Did I just think that? I snort, turning towards the window to hide my smile.There was a pause, as if Mario was dubious about Declan’s response. I didn’t bother looking his way because he might catch the idea that Declan did not scroll on his phone, but on my body.What? Serena! Stop thinking dirty thoughts.“If you would follow me,” Mario said curtly, still unconvinced by Declan. “And no funny business. We
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