“And what are you interested in?” He leans even closer until his lips brush against the column of my throat. It’s like he knows he has me exactly where he wants me. Desperate and needy. Horny. Practically putty in the bastard’s hands. I bite back my moan of frustration, tilting my head up, giving him better access to my exposed neck as I choke out, “Fucking.” I swallow. “I’m interested in fucking.” “Let me take you out.” “No.”
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