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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE: ARE YOU COMING?

Author: Vivienne
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-30 19:19:04

MAVERICK

I could’ve pushed her away from me. But I didn’t.

I let Layla wrap her hands around my neck. Let her scent cloud my senses.

She always used to smell like jasmine, and now?

Now, it was no different.

Layla was seated on my lap, a small smirk on her face as one hand left the back of my neck to trail down my chest.

“Get off me,” I muttered.

She didn't. Not that I was even expecting her to.

“Why?” she whispered, leaning in close. “You didn’t used to mind. “You used to beg for it. For me to sit on your lap…” Layla ground her hips against my lap. “For me to ride you.”

Her lips grazed my ear as she leaned in even closer. “Does Iris ride you the way I used to?”

My nostrils flared. “Don’t say her name.”

“With pleasure, baby. I don’t even like her. I just want you.”

I placed my hand on her hips, starting to push her away, but I paused when her teeth grazed my earlobe.

Not because I was aroused, but because a thought struck me. If I hadn’t broken up with Layla that faithful night, maybe
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