That Night
K.I. LYNNjust as i am bookdo not lick this bookdear diary today i caught my man
My voice caught, and I dreaded him walking away.
“Did I earn your phone number?” he asked.
I smiled at him and patted his chest. “And a blow job,” I said before rattling off my number.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine with soft, languid kisses, savoring each second of connection. “I had a wonderful evening, Natasha.”
“So did I.”
The cab driver yelled out, asking if we were ready. Reluctantly we pulled apart.
“Jenna, get that ankle looked at as soon as you can,” Richard said.
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