Gentleman Wanted 12

Gent

“Fuck.” Gent moved quickly. Using his much wider body to shield me from view. Not that it mattered now, they had all seen.

We must have been so engrossed in each other that we hadn’t even heard them arrive, let alone knock on the door and make their way into the garden when we didn’t answer.

“Get dressed.” His fingers closed my blouse over my naked chests. It didn’t seem to matter to him that his jeans were around his ankles and his bare ass on display. Gent thought about me first. Just like a gentleman. His lips brushed over mine, and for a second, I forgot the audience we had in the garden as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Someone outside wolf-whistled loudly, and I ducked my head into his chest as he laughed. “Dressed, Gem.”

He stood there as I righted my clothes, his eyes never leaving me. And it was only when I had pulled my panties into place under my skirt that he finally turned.

“You guys are assholes.” With a sigh, he unlocked the kitchen door. Letting them all f