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My inner walls flex; I wiggle my hips, unable to stop it. He grins as he feels my soft tights rubbing against his workout pants. The material we're both wearing is thin. His erection has now here to hide. It digs into the groove of my pussy straight through the clothing, promising me sweet, wonderful, dirty things.

Things I can't imagine.

Things I want to.

“Dominic,” I whisper.

“Hmm?”

Channeling all the strength I have, I press my hands to his chest—and I regret it, because his muscles are spectacular. “You know I won't do this. I'm not giving in.”

At first he doesn't move. “Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want me.”

I can't do that. I'm not a good enough liar.

Lying there, I drop my hands from him and go limp. My eyes shut as I seek enough strength to turn him down.

His shadow clears away from me. The pressure of his weight vanishes, too. When I open my eyes, Dominic is standing apart from me. Confused, I sit up with my hands on the ground for support.

Staring at the house, he processes something. “I told you I'd wait until you broke for me. If you can manage to close off like you just did, then you're not there yet.” The wind runs its fingers through his hair. All the sweat that weighed it down is gone, the pieces ruffling gently in the breeze. “But,” he says, touching his lips, like he's reliving our kiss in the library. “It won't be long now.”

I watch him jog back to the house. I don't get up until long after he's gone. My heart is pumping like it's about to fail, and it has nothing to do with all of the running I just did.

- Chapter 19 -

Laiken

There's a note tapedon the outside of my bedroom door. I pluck it free, reading the cursive, elegant letters.

Laiken,

Here are a few options. Make your choice.

Emma will remove the rest.

– Annie

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