Snippets

“You talked this game that first night, too. Don’t think the circumstances are the same as they were when we were on that stage.” He wet his lips, leaning ever so slightly toward me. “There’s no audience here, and I know you’ve thought about my dick ever since it knocked at your entrance.”

“It might’ve knocked, but to get in, you need to know the password.” I matched his energy with ease. I had to, because I got caught, and he wasn’t about to have me flushing red. “And honey, you don’t know it.”

The curve of his lips was almost sinful. “Do I get three tries before I’m locked out?”