1067999Anonymous Encounters: Playing Around in Publichttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/anonymous-encounters-playing-around-in-public-1/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/615900/623e604d-859b-4b20-a86e-40e038f2c99c.jpg?v=6383355211521000006161MXNSage ReamenInStock/Ebooks/Sometimes, a girl wants to have a little fun. Nothing serious. No commitment. Just a chance encounter with a gorgeous guy that turns into an unexpectedly good time. So what if hes some rich playboy, probably way out of my league? Like Ill ever see him again, anyway...Besides, it was early in the morning. Its not like there was anyone else in the park to see us. Not that we made any effort to keep things discreet...---My playboy peered up through his sandy blond locks, looking at me with mingled respect and annoyance. We stood close to each other on the bank sloping down from the street until our breathing had evened out and the burn started to subside.Well, he said as he straightened up, eyeing me with a new wariness. Looks like I owe you dinner. Or a drink. We never quite decided.He flashed me a bright smile, switching into all charm. My blood was moving fast from the run. I straightened and approached him, all cocksure swagger from my win, keeping my breathing in check as best I could. I wanted to enjoy my victory.I dont care about either. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. I could tell he didnt often strike out with women. But I had something entirely different in mind. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up toward the bathroom building by the lake, the only scant shelter from the street and park. He followed obediently, and when I turned back, I could see his eyes had been trained on my butt the whole time.I grabbed the front of his slick, stretchy shirt and pulling him into a hot, hungry kiss. I had gone running right after prepping myself for the day, so I was all confidence in the little things like the smell of my hair and breath, knowing that the only taint was the natural sweat Id worked up from the run. But even that could be exciting, I knew from past experience.My playboy hesitated only a moment, then wrapped his hands around me and pressed into the kiss....1061422Anonymous Encounters: Playing Around in Public6161https://www.gandhi.com.mx/anonymous-encounters-playing-around-in-public-1/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/615900/623e604d-859b-4b20-a86e-40e038f2c99c.jpg?v=638335521152100000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20141230000260826_W3siaWQiOiIzZTczMDMyYi1mOGMyLTQwZjgtYWM1Yy1jOWFhMzA2ZTQzMzUiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjYwLCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo2MCwiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6IklwcCIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjItMDctMTFUMDA6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d1230000260826_Sometimes, a girl wants to have a little fun. Nothing serious. No commitment. Just a chance encounter with a gorgeous guy that turns into an unexpectedly good time. So what if hes some rich playboy, probably way out of my league? Like Ill ever see him again, anyway...Besides, it was early in the morning. Its not like there was anyone else in the park to see us. Not that we made any effort to keep things discreet...---My playboy peered up through his sandy blond locks, looking at me with mingled respect and annoyance. We stood close to each other on the bank sloping down from the street until our breathing had evened out and the burn started to subside.Well, he said as he straightened up, eyeing me with a new wariness. Looks like I owe you dinner. Or a drink. We never quite decided.He flashed me a bright smile, switching into all charm. My blood was moving fast from the run. I straightened and approached him, all cocksure swagger from my win, keeping my breathing in check as best I could. I wanted to enjoy my victory.I dont care about either. His eyebrows knitted together in confusion. I could tell he didnt often strike out with women. But I had something entirely different in mind. I grabbed his hand and pulled him up toward the bathroom building by the lake, the only scant shelter from the street and park. He followed obediently, and when I turned back, I could see his eyes had been trained on my butt the whole time.I grabbed the front of his slick, stretchy shirt and pulling him into a hot, hungry kiss. I had gone running right after prepping myself for the day, so I was all confidence in the little things like the smell of my hair and breath, knowing that the only taint was the natural sweat Id worked up from the run. But even that could be exciting, I knew from past experience.My playboy hesitated only a moment, then wrapped his hands around me and pressed into the kiss....1230000260826_Sage Reamenb9851e52-0b07-3deb-80b0-30263927d52d_1230000260826;1230000260826_1230000260826Sage ReamenInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/577adcea-6cbc-4bc9-9dde-a766d302a40c-epub-2909f109-43da-464a-ad72-187f601b7c45.epub2014-08-16T00:00:00+00:00Sage Reamen