Eden Books Spoiled Brat Lucky Ganged

They’ve all waited a long time. Tonight, St. Patrick’s Day, is the night…

I feel his breath on my ear, which gives me goosebumps along my neck as he whispers, “You better give me your pot of gold, little leprechaun.” “Oh yeah?” I moan as Collin begins a trail of kisses across my exposed shoulder—then on my left earlobe. “Where is it?” He continues kissing me. “Under the rainbow, of course,” I press back against his rock-hard body, craving the sensation of his big, Irish member between my cheeks. Then, I grab Cole’s shirt with both hands and draw him even closer to me.