"Someone will hear." The bed creaked as I shifted restlessly under his touch.
"Not if you keep still." As though his deep voice wouldn't carry.
"How can I be still when you keep touching..." I broke off on a gasp.
"Like that, huh?" His hot, damp tongue trailed over my inner thigh again.
I jerked away and pointed across the room.
"She heard?" He asked, following my pointing finger. His eyes widened and he threw me my jeans. Jules stood in the doorway.
"The fuck?" I demanded. Dane told me about his nosy sister, but who was the guy?
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