Page 94 of Torrid Passion

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“Of course!” I smile.

“Sure,” Kyla seems uncertain.

“Good,” Russell smiles back.

With a hand gesture, he has us huddling together.

Mrs. O’Keeffe and Kyla are standing in front of us. Luck would have it the sexy brunette is standing right in front of me.

“I’m sorry, Miss O’Keeffe,” Russell calls out.

“Yes.”

“Could you please step back a bit?” he asks.

“Oh, okay,” Kyla says.

She barely moves.

“A little more,” Russell asks, gesturing his hand.

This time she moves by a hair.

“The event is very well attended,” Russell says. “I’m trying to frame the five of you. Could you move back just a little bit more, Miss O’Keeffe?” Russell knows exactly what he wants. And it’s to my detriment.

Please, no.

I silently chastise my cock for choosing this moment to stand alert.

“Okay.” Kyla’s voice sounds shaky.

She takes a step back and her ass brushes against me.

My cock twitches.

Don’t get hard. Don’t get hard. Don’t get hard—

Fuck. I’m hard.

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