“How much would you pay?” “Name your price.” There’s a lust in his eyes that won’t be easily extinguished, and a sharp jolt of power zaps up my spine. I take a quick second to think of the most outlandish thing I can conjure up, and I smile wickedly. “Yacht.” A feral growl emanates from deep in his throat and his hot hands feel up my bare back and unhook my bra, tossing the fabric to the side. “Done.”
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