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Penelope – The Aftershock

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Penelope – The Aftershock

The moment he walked out and that door clicked shut, I let out a breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding. My knees were weak, my palms damp, and my whole body felt like it had been lit on fire.

“What the actual hell just happened?” I whispered.

I stood there for a moment, frozen, replaying his words.

To keep myself from tying you to this desk and burying my face between your thighs.

My mouth parted. I should’ve been offended. I should’ve walked right out the door after him, slapped his smug, gorgeous face, and told him to go to hell. But instead, my thighs clenched on instinct, and I bit my lip, trying not to let the heat pooling between my legs completely betray me.

No. No no no. Stop it.

I shook my head hard, crossing the room and sitting down at the desk like it would somehow cool me off. It didn’t. My skin still tingled. My heart still thundered in my chest. And my mind... my traitorous mind was already spiraling.

I imagined it. The fantasy. My hands
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