Page 10 of Sleeping with the Frenemy

She hesitated, her heart thundering under my hand.

I moved my thumb in a slow, tight circle. “Tell me to leave,” I dared her.

Pain flashed in her gaze. Her voice went quiet, as if it hurt to say her next words. “You left me first.”

“I had my reasons, if you want to hear them.”

“I don’t.”

“Liar,” I whispered.

Her nostrils flared.

I pressed my hips against hers, letting her feel the full length of my cock. “Decision time, Vicky. What’s it going to be?”

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