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I lift my head to find that Ria, post-orgasm, has to be one of the sexiest sights I've ever seen. Hooded eyes, flushed cheeks, and swollen lips. I want to devour this woman and never come up for air. I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck and groan as her sweet taste explodes on my tongue. “I can't wait to taste you properly.”

Her breathing hitches, her gaze focusing on my lips.

“I think watching you come undone for me is my new favorite thing.”

“And I think you making me might be my new favorite thing,” she laughs softly.

I roll on my side, pulling her in towards me and pressing my lips to her forehead. I hold her whilst she catches her breath, keeping her close, never wanting to let go.

Fuck, I don't want to go back to being just friends with her. She's... everything.

Chapter Nineteen

Ria

A woody musk scent overwhelms me as I take a deep breath in before opening my eyes and stretching… But I can’t move, my body is held tightly by strong muscular arms and I am pleasantly surprised to look up to see Jack sleeping peacefully next to me.

Shit, what time is it?

I panic, realizing we are still in his office and I try to roll free from his embrace, but his arms tighten around me.

“You aren't leaving,” he mumbles, his head pressed into the back of my neck, pressing his warm mouth to my skin, making it tingle.

“Jack, I need to pee, like really bad.”

“I guess I'll let you up then,” he mutters before letting me up. Just as I sit, I hear my phone buzzing on the floor and the realization hits me.

No one knows where I am.

Jack's office is windowless, so I have no idea what time it is. Reaching over, I scoop it up off the floor.

“Shit, it's 9.38 am.” I leap up and remember that I'm not wearing any underwear.Where the hell is it?I turn to see it crumpled on the floor next to the couch by his shirt.

When did he take his shirt off?

Then it all comes flooding back to me. The kiss, the way I rode his fingers, the orgasm I thought was going to send me into another dimension. My cheeks heat at the memory. Seriously, I have never had an orgasm like it. He's got magic fingers.

“Oh, shit,” I whisper.

“Everything alright?” Jack asks, stretching out on the sofa, rubbing his eyes.

“Ermm, not exactly,” I reply, scrolling the notifications on my phone.

I have missed calls from Ali and Gabby, about a hundred and thirty-seven text notifications from our girls’ chat, and a message from Anne. I go to open the message from Anne but another message comes in from the group chat.

Ali – 3.15 am

Have you finished riding his dick yet? *GIF of a woman riding a mechanical bull in a bar*

What the fuck?

I scroll up through the endless messages.

Ali – 3.23 am

Hey, Ri, hope tonight went okay. Just let me know me know when you are leaving. x

Gabby – 3.58 am

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