Flustered: Reaper's Sons MC, HCID, Book 2

"What you do last night," so low his voice rumbles through my body.

I wasn't about to tell him that I spent at least two hours in the shower masturbating. That thoughts of him had me screaming so much that my throat was hoarse afterwards. But then again, I didn't have to. I feel my face turn the darkest, hottest shade of crimson that can only be reserved for true and utter embarrassment.

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