Nice jawline, good smile. XXX Her lacy nightgown was black, sheer in places where the fabric gave way to floral patterns that only partly veiled the curves beneath. “Only… only if he uses a condom.”
Chris smiled like he’d won something. “Be honest with me, Nicki… are you turned on right now?”
Nichole’s head jerked up, eyes wide. “Shh, relax,” Sally cooed, brushing hair from Nichole’s flushed face. God, Nicki, you’re sitting here flushed and squirming, and you’ve never done a single thing about it.”
Nichole hugged the pillow so tight her knuckles whitened. Derek? “You’d think a class about how people learn would be taught by someone who knows how to keep people awake.”
Nichole smiled, but her gaze caught on the deep line of cleavage










