Emily took a seat beside Erica, who was eye-fucking the shit out of me from across the table. I could almost feel the arousal in her gaze and suspected she'd had a frustrating night thinking about how I promised we'd spend tonight together. I had to admit, I was really looking forward to it myself. I thoroughly enjoyed spending the night with Emily, but I really needed to fuck.

"Dig in," Amanda said, placing a plate of bacon, eggs, and buttered toast before me.

I thanked her, letting my eyes linger on her body for a few seconds before my stomach rumbled loudly, and I began shovelling food into my...