Chapter 19: Partygoers
“We should be getting back to the party. What do you say?” I pulled away from Patrick, but really wanted to stay locked against him for the remainder of the night, if not longer. Who wouldn’t want to be pressed against his charming red looks and consume the groomsman’s body with a sense of strong hunger and appeal?
He chuckled, which was soft but still echoed within the barely illuminated confines. “And just when things were starting to get heated between us.”
The d**k was as hard as iron, hidden in denim, which brushed against one of my thighs. I didn’t know how large he was in his parts area, but I had guessed that he was above average in size. I was, to some extent, disappointed that we couldn’t continue our tryst away from the newly married cowboys’ celebratio
