“Feel good?” “Yeah,” she rasps, but she’s lying and I know it. I laugh lightly and lean over her to tangle my fingers in her hair, gently pulling her head back to speak in her ear. “How many times did you fake it for him?” She tenses at that, awkwardly shifting her hips beneath mine. “What?” “It’s okay, baby, you can tell me,” I whisper, moving my mouth down to her neck to kiss her there. “I won’t tell anyone.”
