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Chapter Seven

Rosalie

I hadthe day off from work and was sitting in the living room reading when he came down the stairs. He was shirtless, so I lifted my book up a little higher and pretended to be reading while I admired his body.

He had a new rose tattoo on his bicep, but that only distracted me a little before my eyes traveled over his chest. My gaze shifted slowly down to his tight abs and followed his happy trail to his low-rise jeans. I didn’t need to use my imagination to picture what was in his jeans.

“The view the other day wasn’t enough? You know, you’re not supposed to look at me like that,” he said.

Shit!

“I’m...umm...reading,” I said.

“Whatever, I know what I saw. As long as I’m living here, nothing can happen between us. It’s just wrong.”

He put on a white fitted shirt and rolled up the sleeves as he looked out the window.

“So when does Shane the asshole show up again?” I asked.

“Shane the asshole is always here, never forget that.” He shoved his hands into his pockets and tilted his head as he looked at my book. “What crap are you reading?”

“It’s none of your business.” I slipped the book under a throw pillow.

“That’s one of those burning loins books, isn’t it? I saw the man titty on the cover. My grandmother used to read those with Fabio dressed as a pirate or whatever.” With a few quick steps, he crossed the room and swiped my book out from under the pillow.

“It’s not one of those books. It’s just romance. Now give me back my book!”

He opened the book and started flipping through the pages. Settling on a page, he started to read, then looked at me with a crooked smile.

“My grandmother didn’t read anything like this. This is porn,” he said with a laugh.

“Give it back. It is not porn.”

I got up from the couch and tried to grab the book out of his hands, but he lifted it higher.

“It is porn. It has cock in it and right here she’s talking about her wet pussy. Do you use this to get off? Does it make your pussy wet?”

I jumped up and snatched it out of his hands, but he caught me as I tried to get away.

“I was reading that,” he said as he reached for the book.

As I tried to pull away, I tripped and fell onto the couch, pulling him along with me. I was on my back and he was on top of me. His warm breath was so close it gave me goosebumps, and my nipples hardened. I forgot all about the book until he yanked it out of my hands, then sat on the floor and opened it again.

“Where’d that wet pussy go?” he said as he flipped through the pages again.

It’s right here.

I smacked him on the head with the throw pillow and sat up.

“Sounds like you need it more than I do,” I said.

Shane put the book down and turned towards me. His intense green eyes locked with mine.

“How badly do you need it?” he asked as he cocked an eyebrow at me.

He wasn’t talking about the book. Even I wasn’t stupid enough to think that. Like flipping a switch, my body reacted to his words.

I need it bad.My body throbbed its answer from between my legs.

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