“Tell me you’re mine, Tessa. Tell me that, and I’ll make you come. Now. Later. Whenever you want.” “No,” she ground out, attempting to move her hips again. His hand stilled, his fingers deep in her soaking center. “You’ll lie to me about everything else but that?” But she turned her head to the side, breaking his gaze, and that just wouldn’t do. He’d never wanted an answer more in his life. “Tell me why, Tessa,” he said, cupping her cheek and bringing her face back to his. “No.” “Tessa—” “No,” she interjected. “I’m not yours, but I’ll use you the same way you’ll use me.” “I’m not going to use
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