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“Now,” I sneered, glaring down at their faces. “Who wants to call my girlfriend a whore to my face?”
I thought about that for a moment. “Do you mind?” I asked then. He smirked. “No, baby, I don’t mind.” My heart stopped in my chest. Johnny’s face flushed and he shook his head. “I mean—” “It’s okay,” I whispered. “It’s fine.”
He cupped my cheek with his free hand and tilted my chin up. “Because I shouldn’t do this,” he whispered. And then he kissed me.
“Just keep kissing me,” he strangled out. “I want you so much.” I shivered violently. “You do?” “So fucking much,” he groaned against my lips, and then his hands were on my thighs, his fingers hiking my fitted skirt up to pool at my hips before pulling me down on his lap, encouraging me to straddle him.
