Chapter 70

Sean stumbles into the women’s restroom, Cordero heavy above him.

Cordero backs Sean into the wall, their bodies alive with longing. Lips part, mouths open, tongues swirl together. Saliva and sweat, beaded on upper lips, gets licked away. Hands thrust beneath clothing—Sean’s into the front of Cordero’s shorts, and Cordero’s hands just as eager under Sean’s shirt. Then his fingers brush over Sean’s pert nipples, shattering the lust coiled inside Sean. It bursts in him, flooding his cock with a heady rush of desire. Now,his mind screams, and every nerve echoes the sentiment. The words stick in his throat, nothing more than guttural moans in heat. Now, here, please, yes.