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“Why?” She paused. “I haven’t said no.”

“But you haven’t said yes either.” I set my ear next to her mouth. “Tell me you want me, Hannah.”

Each of her breaths echoed inside me as she teased the folds of my ear with her tongue. “I want you … but you’re such a dick to me.”

“But don’t you love that about me?” I asked, using her own words. “When I treat you so roughly, you can’t stop thinking about what else I might do that’s rough. Would my teeth bite as hard as my shouting?” I cinched her waist, feeling her breath hitch again. “Would my tongue whip you the same way as when I bark at you?”

“Love … that’s a strong word. Especially given that all you do is treat me like shit.”

I raised my hands to her neck, wrapping my fingers around both sides. “You’re not the only one who notices, Hannah. I see the way you look at me. The way you watch me. The way you get lost in your thoughts, your mind wandering.”

“And you think those daydreams are all about you?” She was gnawing the same lip that I’d t