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23. Not in the Elevator!

Ansel wasn't stupid. He remembered the anger in her eyes as clear as day. Did she really expect him to believe that she got over being used by him? Did she take him for a fool?

She was playing coy. She wanted revenge. Ansel could feel it. He just didn't know what kind of game she was trying to play with him. Was she trying to seduce him so she could reject him? If that was the case, he didn't intend to make it easy for her.

He grabbed her face, not too roughly but not gently either, then forced her to look into his eyes. Suppose she wanted to play games, she better ready to face a strong opponent. He grazed her cheek with his thumb then touched her lips. "I love these plump lips of yours," he whispered huskily and ran his thumb over her lower lips.

"Then why don't you kiss me?" she let out a sigh and looked at him with anticipation.

"I have a better idea," Ansel said and thrust his index and middle finger inside her parted mouth. "Suck it," he ordered.

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