7
COLTON
Protecting my heart and staying single lasted a couple of weeks after my last day on the Youngs’ job site. I stayed home every night at my fixer-upper and scrolled through my usual hookup suggestions on Missing Link.
Nothing clicked.
No profile image snagged my attention like Madeline’s backside had done.
No poke roused my blood like when Hudson had offered me a better view of him thrusting into his wife’s p***y.
No bio promised to quench the thirst for that desire for more inside my chest I’d been feeling since I’d gone all Peeping Tom on one of my boss’s clients.
The idea of a d**k up my a*s or a warm p***y clenching around my c**k offering mere release didn’t satisfy the craving inside me that had begun thanks to vivid daydreams of a Madeline, Colton, and Hudson sandwich
