CHAPTER 16: MAGGIE
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“Open your legs, rabbit.” Terry’s voice was rough in her ear.
Maggie wanted to obey. Her body demanded it, but the men watched, all eyes on his hand as it pushed her skirt higher and higher, exposing more of her body to them.
“Now.” He nipped her ear and her legs fell open as her back arched, pushing herself toward his hand.
She moaned as his finger slid across her seam—firm and slow. She squeezed his arm that was wrapped tightly around her waist, her other hand clenching her glass.
He kissed her neck again, his finger continuing to work its magic. The men’s gazes gleamed almost feral and the pleasure of his finger began to slip away. She closed her eyes, pretending it was just him and her.
“Stand up.” He clasped her waist, helping her off his lap.
She
