He braces his arms on either side of my head, caging me in. “You’re right.” A smug smile curls his lips. “Whores are attractive…you’re not.” It’s obvious he wants a reaction from me, but I refuse to give him one. “Is that supposed to hurt my feelings?” I laugh, but there’s not an ounce of humor. “Do I run off and cry now because a worthless asshole like you deems me ugly?” I poke his bare, wet chest with my finger. “Sorry, but—” Words die in my throat when I feel the ridge of his cock dig into my stomach, hard and demanding. He can deny it all he wants, but the body doesn’t lie. Knox might
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