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LILY
Blaine was shy as hell and just as adorable.
I wondered if he was a virgin, but with how he watched my lips move, I expected he thought about having a taste. All he had to do was initiate and I’d gladly be on board.
Usually, I enjoyed going after what I wanted, but I refused to scare the guy off by coming on too strong. Bad enough my compliments shifted his gaze away from me, sending his palms down along his jeans as though sweaty.
He was the opposite of Scott in every way, but no less alluring. I’d had Scott, but I yearned for Blaine too. Imagining having the both of them?
Holyfuckingshityesplease.
My brain got the better of me, weaving all sorts of naughty fantasies. Being spread out like a feast for both men, loved on in the way I’d always craved. Enjoyed. Cherished.
Oka
