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AS I COME TO, the thick smell of cigarette smoke fills the air. It only takes a second before I realize I’m draped across someone’s lap as he rubs up and down my inner thigh. My head is pounding from the impact that knocked me out in the first place. I groan in pain and can hear everyone go quiet.

“So, the princess is awake,” one of the assholes says. “Not such a badass now, are you?”

“Fuck off.”

They all snicker, and the closest to me grips my leg tightly. “Now is that any way for a lady to talk?”

I shove his hand off me and go to move, only to be shoved to the ground. Before I can try to get up, I’m grabbed by someone else, who roughly fondles my breasts. The one I kicked in the balls positions himself in front of me.

“Unfortunately for you, Boss said we can do whatever we want, as long as we keep you alive.” He grabs my jeans and yanks them down my legs, then rubs his hand over the outside of my panties. “This is going to be the best day of work yet.”

A scream leaves my mouth as I’m blasted awake. I sink deeper into my bed as I repeat the usual mantra to myself in a whisper.

“It’s not real. It’s just a dream. You’re okay.”

But I don’t know if that’s the truth, because it was real. It wasn’t just a dream, it was a memory. So, what makes me think that I’m actually okay?

LENNON AND I SIT on my bed, eating ice cream and scrolling through our favorite models on social media like we do at least once a week. Only difference is, the more I look, the more I want Asher.

It’s been three weeks now of this PG-rated arrangement we’ve got going on, and every day that passes I get more and more sexually frustrated. How he’s not damn near crippled from intense blue balls is a mystery to me, because I’m ready to explode.

“Ugh. I need sex,” I whine.

She looks over at me and giggles. “I can’t believe he’s held out this long. I thought he’d break by the end of week one.”

“You and me both!” I shout. “The only reason I agreed to this stupid compromise was because I figured it’s better than nothing. Now, I’m not so sure that’s the case.”

“So, make him break.” She shrugs, as if that’s the easiest thing to do.

“You think I haven’t tried? The furthest I’ve gotten is lightly grazing his dick, and that’s only because I played it off like my leg was falling asleep.”

Lennon sits up and looks down at me. “Oh, come on. You’re Tessa fucking Callahan—the girl who went over to Knox Vaughn’s house with a Molotov cocktail because you thought he betrayed your sister.”

I chuckle at the memory.

“You’re telling me you can’t get a guy to sleep with you no matter how hard you try?” She turns her attention back to her phone. “Damn girl, you’re losing your touch.”

I WALK INTO ASHER’S with a newfound determination. His brows raise in surprise the second he sees me, and it’s exactly the reaction I was looking for. I smirk, walking directly over to him and straddling his lap.

“Kiss me.”

He smiles. “Gladly.”

The second his mouth starts to move against mine, I grind down on him. His cock hardens beneath me in record speed, and he grunts before pulling away.

“Tessa.”

I give him an innocent grin. “What?”

“What are you doing? We agreed.”

“I said okay. I never said I was going to make it easy for you.” I bend down and tease his earlobe with my teeth, making goosebumps raise across his skin and his dick twitch against my center. “Trust me, Asher. I won’t just get my way. I’ll make you beg for it.”

17

ASHER

I should’ve known I could only get away with this compromise for so long before Tessa started to push back. But my God, I never thought she would go this hard. It’s my fault, really. The girl is a fucking knockout, with the kind of body every guy dreams about, and she knows it. It was only a matter of time before she came up with the idea to use it against me. Literally.

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