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Chapter Eighteen

“Take this off,” I commanded, fisting the fabric in my hands.

“I don’t think I can do that, sweetheart,” he teased, holding my hips still.

The air in my lungs fought while I scowled down at him. “Excuse me?”

His smile was filled with mirth. “We don’t have time to take our clothes off, not this time.”

My face scrunched together in frustration. Covering my breasts, I grumbled. “But it’s okay to take off my shirt?”

He bit the side of his lip.

I snorted, shoving his shoulder, then hopping off of him, covering my chest from his view. 

“Delayed gratification,” he said evenly, standing from the bench. I bent down to pick up my bra, turning away from him to snap the clasp. I didn’t want him to watch me, especially after he’d denied going further.

How did this happen? Earlier in the day, I thought I had him in my control, suddenly the tables had t
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