Chapter 42

• “And we still have all night,” I sighed. Since I didn’t know when we’d have another one, I intended to make it count.
• After coming back from the bathroom, Mark rolled into bed next to Bethany. She was laying on her stomach in the middle of the bed with her cheek resting on her crossed arms and a satisfied smile on her lips. I was facing her on the other side of the bed with an echoing grin.
• “Doesn’t she have the best ass?” Mark asked me as he ran his palm over Bethany’s bubble butt.