Page 315 of The Tempted

“Oh baby, I love it when you talk dirty,” I whispered against her ear.

“Kiss my ass,Riggs!” My name sounded like a curse on her tongue as she turned and stalked toward her brother’s office.

“Anytime, kitten, anytime,” I called out to her, eyes glued to her perfect ass and the way it jiggled in her jeans.

Yeah, this gig wasn’t so bad.

“There’s no pen under here,” Brittany said, disappointedly. “Oh, but your friend left her phone here,” she said, holding Lauren’s phone in her hand.

I glanced over my shoulder at the phone and a mischievous grin worked its way across my mouth as I plucked the phone from Brittany’s fingers.

“Stay the fuck away from my sister.” Anthony’s voice loomed in my ears.

I pulled a pocket light from my key ring and shined the beam onto the screen, picking up her prints I typed her passcode into her phone and called my own.

Easy as pie.

I added my number to her contacts, grinning as I typed my name into the requested field before taking my phone and storing her as “Kitten.”

I placed the phone carefully onto the counter where she left it and laughed to myself.

Those Bianci’s were a pain in the ass but they sure were fun to fuck with.

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