Chapter 16 We’re not having sex

Anya Ivy 1.4k words

He closed the door quietly and leaned back on it, his eyes tracking me from where I stood a few feet away from him. “Get on the bed.”

I folded my arms across my chest. “Why don’t you get on the bed?”

“Do you want my mouth on you or not?”

That...

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