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He reaches out, swiping his thumb over my lip as he tugs it free. I squeeze my thighs together as he parts my lip. As he slides his thumb into my mouth, I start to suck it.

Oh, God.

“Stop sayin’ that.”

He pulls his thumb out to caress my lips, his eyes watching me intently.

“Why? We’re grown adults. We can have sex if we want to.” Then I remember his words. “Do you think you’re too big for me, Rock? That I can’t take you?” There’s mocking in my tone, and I’m a bitch for hoping that antagonizes him.

His lips part as I bite down on the pad of his thumb. “Fuck,” he mutters.

“Anyway,” I whisper. “If you’re so worried about your precious Prez, we can do other stuff…without…actually fucking.”

I can’t stop using the F-word. It’s so erotic when I use it around him. I can feel how wet I am from my orgasm and from my dirty words and the way he’s looking at me.

“Jesus. Fuck, Aspyn. You’re makin’ this so fuckin’ difficult for me to be good.”

I lick the pad of his thumb. “Nobody has to know. It could be our little secret.”

His eyes heat as he says, “Get on the couch. Lie down. Spread your legs.”

Holy shit.

My lips part as he cups one side of my face. “You really wanna fuckin’ push my buttons, don’t you, Trouble?”

I shake my head. “I’m not…”

“Yes. You are. And now you’ve got this to deal with.” He cups himself, and my eyes flick down to the huge bulge in his jeans. Uh oh.

I guess I did ask for it.

Am I really about to have sex with him?

Heat flares in my body at getting my wish. Along with a little bit of fear because he’s so much bigger than me and he’s not like any other guy I’ve been with.

“What are you going to do to me?” I manage, my voice cracking on the last word.

He smirks, pushing me back against the cushions. “Whatever the fuck I want.”

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She lies back against the cushions, and I stare down at her in awe. Her cheeks are flushed. Her breathing ragged. Her eyes watch me with lust and mixed with a little caution. And she’d be right. I’m not a man to be trusted, not that I’d ever hurt her.

But I do want her.

I want to fuckin’ possess her. Own her. Make her mine.

In the back of my mind, I know I promised Cash that I wouldn’t touch her. But for fuckin’ real, she’s been egging me on this entire time. Feeling my dick in the elevator. Flaunting her hot little body around the apartment any chance she gets. Coming on my sled. She knows exactly what she’s doing.

And she keeps saying “fuck” every five minutes. Even when I know that she’s less experienced than she makes out, it’s still cute.

“I did try to warn you,” I say, bending to my knees. “Didn’t I, Aspyn?”

She nods.

“What did I tell you?”

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