Knowing I needed to do something before this all went horribly wrong, I waited until the washcloth was between my legs to buck my hips and moan. Honestly, I wasn’t turned on, just scared, but I knew how to make a man think I wanted him. “Rowan,” I breathed out, my voice a plea for him to drop the washcloth and use his fingers. He slapped my ass - hard. “Not even funny, Rainey. I know when you want something. Remember? I’m not fucking stupid. Stop trying to distract me.” “Well, somebody needs to distract you. The way you’re talking, I’m scared you actually plan to go over to my house and kill
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