Chapter 18

• We recovered with matching grins. I had a hard time imagining whatever guys did beating what we’d just done. After a few slower kisses, I rolled off on my back to lick my fingers clean.
• “Wow,” Bethany murmured. Her body was splayed open on the bed.
• “I’m glad we haven’t washed the sheets yet,” I giggled. I felt energized, like I’d been zapped with a million volts of electricity. I wanted more, but was satisfied enough for now.