Page 35 of Rebellion

Unexpectedly,her body temperature rose by several degrees and her pussy started pulsing. She pushed her legs together.

Sofia didn’t know what she was reacting to exactly...

His arrogance or him calling her baby.

Still, she couldn’t have him coming over here, so she was going to have to lie.

Sofia:Promise.

Colm:You better mean that, Sofia.

Lord help her.There had to be something very wrong with her because his threatening tone just turned her on more.

Reaching down, she cupped herself between her legs. She was wearing an old pair of pajamas, worn and comfortable. So she was able to slip her arm easily under the waistband and under her panties to run her finger along her clit.

A shudder worked its way through her.

She was on a knife’s edge.

Sofia:This is dangerous, Colm.

Colm:There is no danger to you because I will protect you.

She closedher eyes as she moved her finger faster, her breathing growing choppy.

He didn’t mean it like that... like how she wanted it to mean. That he would be hers and she would belong to him.

Because she already belonged to other people.

To her cousin.

To Oleg—the rat.

Urgh, if anything could damper her arousal, it was thinking of that bastard.

Sofia:As a friend, right?

There was no reply.Great. Why did she have to ask that? Why not keep the fantasy alive?

Colm:It’s what friends do for each other. And I think you could use a friend.

What she could reallyuse was his mouth between her legs, his tongue playing with her clit, his fingers thrusting into her pussy.

But she couldn’t say that, now, could she?

She should be relieved that he was agreeing that this was just friendship. Even if they both knew that wasn’t the case.

Sofia:Yeah, I could use a friend. But I don’t think it’s a smart idea.

Colm:Go to sleep, Sofia. Now. That’s an order.

Sofia:Were you born this bossy?

Sometimes,she was uncertain why she was so attracted to him. The man could be a complete dictator.

Colm:Yes. And I’ve become accustomed to being obeyed.

Sofia rolled her eyes.Dear Lord. He was out of control.

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