Page 85 of Playing My Rivals

“No, Dori. We don’t do this your way.” His voice is serious and deeper than I’ve ever heard it.

He rises to his knees and grabs my wrist, then slams them above my head as he holds them down. He comes closer to my face. His lips are about to crash into mine when he freezes.

“I don’t have anything…protection.” It comes out desperate.

Shocking myself, I offer something I haven’t given since college. “I’m on the pill.”

My body craves what he’s been hiding from me all these years. I’m not about to forfeit this moment, but he still doesn’t move.

What the hell is wrong with him now?

He releases a deep sigh. “I’m clean, but when were you last tested?”

“My last appointment. I’m clean.” I squirm beneath him so he’ll get on with this and quit torturing me.

“When was that?” He slides off of me and sits.

The air leaves my lungs. “I don’t know, but I know I’m safe.”

I push myself up so we’re face to face. Like a child getting ready to throw a tantrum, I cross my arms over my chest.

“I’m assuming you’ve had sex since then.” His head lowers as his fists ball in his lap.

If he stops this, I’m going to go batshit crazy.

“Yes, but I’m safe.”

“How do you know?” he challenges.

I growl, ready to put this nonsense aside and know just the way to do it. “Condoms, that’s how.”

“What? But…every time?” His voice is full of surprise.

“Yes. Every. Fucking. Time.”

“And you’re sure you want to do this without one?” His posture changes in anticipation of my answer.

He’s ready to pounce. And that right there, fleshes out another wave of wetness.

“Yes, but if you don’t get on with it, I’m going to do it myself.” It’s a threat. Definitely not a promise.

His shoulders expand as he tilts his head to the side. “Jesus, Dori. You really do have the devil in you.”

“Jesus isn’t here. It’s only the devil.” My voice is full of seduction.

He laughs under his breath. “So you say.”

My legs butterfly open as I lean back and rest on my forearms. “I say. And from what I can tell, he’s hungry.”

“Fuck,” Jami exhales. “In that case, welcome to hell.”

He sucks in a breath and watches me in a single beam of moonlight as he hides in the shadows. I’m on display, spread out and ready for him. But he doesn’t move.

Well, that backfired.

I roll my eyes and huff. “I guess you meant it when you said we won’t do it my way.”

“You’re a quick learner.” He reaches between his legs and strokes his hard, big, and thick as fuck shaft. “I’ve got a perfect view. Just enough light to see your beautiful pussy. Do you know how happy that makes me?”

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