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ASHLEY

"Were you this wet for him?"

That question pulled me down from my peak. An alarm went off in my brain, resounding loudly in my ears, threatening to split my eardrums into two.

It felt as though I was drenched in a bucket of ice. Every ounce of pleasure that surged through my veins ceased, replaced by an overwhelming desire to bury myself beneath the ground.

My mind went blank. It underwent a shutdown that rid my body of the very organ that pumps blood to every part of my body. My body, which felt as though it had been engulfed in flames earlier, throbbing with pleasure, went stiff in his arms.

"Were you this wet for him?" Arden repeated his question, snapping me back to reality. His voice was dangerously calm, yet it had an edge to it, spiking my anxiety and causing it to skyrocket into a thousand folds.

My words hung at the tip of my tongue but I had no idea how to convey them. The truth waved itself in my face like a dollar bill, knocking my breath right out of me.

He knows.