“We’re friends, right?” I bring my fingers to my mouth and suck on them. “Of course, Red.” I put my wet fingers back into her bra and roll her nipples again. Another moan leaves her mouth before she whispers, “And this is just sex?” I pause as I'm leaning into her neck. Of course this is just sex, I’ve been trying to convince everyone of that all night. Then why does hearing her say that make my stomach turn into knots? Probably because the thought of her being ‘friendly’ like this with anyone else makes me fucking homicidal, but I can’t do relationships, I can’t go there again. “Yeah, babe,
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