Emily King No, no, no, no. This did not just happen. But it did. If the pleasure running in my veins wasn’t enough proof, the clenching of my insides for more should sprinkle a cold bucket of reality on my face. If that didn’t work, all I had to do was open my eyes to see the man standing in between my legs. “Open your eyes, Emily.” He called. His voice was gentle, was patient, like that of a lover. He was not my lover. Her was Alisha’s. “Let go of me. This didn’t happen.” I muttered the first words to him then the second to myself. “No, no, Emily, don’t do that, except you want a reminder.” He spoke, and I could hear the chuckle in his voice. It sounded cold and triumphant, like that of a devil when he knew he had won. His hands tightened over my hip and I felt the tip of his nose gently nudging the side of my core. My whole body swelled in response to his touch, betraying me. I tried to buck off him but instead, I just brought myself more into his face so I strayed still, emb
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