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Robin’s cheeks heated. Good girl? No one had ever said that to her. And yet a thrill went through her.
She decided to not second guess herself. This was being selfish and doing what felt good. She stared right back at Harper, then carefully because her knees were quite wobbly, picked up one spiky heel, and widened her stance. Once she was reasonably balanced, she picked up her other foot and moved it out a few inches.
“Like that?” she asked.
Both his hands slid further between her legs. The movement brought their lips together, but she wasn’t thinking about a kiss, not when his fingers slid over the seamless microfiber panties she’d worn.
“Are you wet yet?” he whispered.
Could her face get any hotter? Did he want her to spell out every deliciously indecent thought in her head?
“Are you hard?” she countered.
He grinned at her. “You can’t tell? Did you know you’re blushing?”
Oh, fuck.
She’d been so wrapped up in how she felt and what was going on in her head she hadn’t given him all that much thought. But now that he mentioned it, she couldn’t very well ignore the erection captured between their bodies.
“Y-yes.”
Harper winced. “Ouch, my ego.”
“I meant yes, I know I’m blushing,” she said in a rush.
What felt like several fingers pressed to her center, stroking her pussy despite her panties. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. How was it her body was this on fire and they were both still fully clothed?
Harper let go of her and stepped away. Her eyes popped open, and she opened her mouth to beg him to come back. Instead, she watched him shrug off his jacket then toss it onto the dining table.
“I really like those shoes. They make you the perfect height,” he said.
“Thanks.” She licked her lips. “I’ve been saving them for the right occasion.”
“Lucky me.” He held out his hand. “Come here.”
Her heart sped up at those two words.
She reached out and placed her hand in his. His fingers wrapped around her so fast then he pulled. She wasn’t ready. Robin pitched forward, only he caught her with his shoulder.
“Harper!” she squealed as he stood with her draped over his body, ass in the air.
She froze, painfully conscious that she wasn’t exactly a tiny little thing. She had hips and curves to the point the cruelest sorority sisters had labeled her fat.
Harper’s hand stroked over her ass.
“Very nice,” he purred before lightly smacking her bottom.
Robin yelped in surprise, but more importantly, the voices of the stuck-up bitches were banished.
So what if she had a little more to work with? Harper didn’t seem to mind.
She stared at the floor with wide eyes as he strode into the bedroom and kicked the door. The sound of the door slamming closed did something to her. It made this moment and her decision about everything leading up to now infinitely more visceral.
The room tipped to one side and the next thing she knew she was flat on her back staring up at Harper.
“Take off the dress,” he said. No, ordered.
The moment was jarring. She was not the type of woman to jump to do someone’s bidding. But when Harper said it, she wanted the dress to melt right off.
