“You used to do this with me all the time,” she says. “Pin me in the kitchen, toy with me…” She smiles at the memories. “I liked it, even when we weren’t together. But this is rare now.” Her eyes dance around our bodies. “I just wondered if you’re afraid of teasing me.” I lift her chin so her gaze meets mine. “If I was afraid, I wouldn’t be doing it tonight.” “But we’re going to have sex,” she says. “Yeah?” I frown, not understanding what she’s getting at. “So you won’t flirt with me unless we can have sex. Because you’re afraid of me.” I glare. “Can you stop saying that? I’m not fucking
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