I, Rhea Searle, had always been willful and bold, brushing off consequences and refusing to listen to reason as long as I was happy.Even after I learned that Asher Kline was the son of Mom and Dad's sworn enemy, I still fell for him and chased him for three years. Besides, our private life was outrageous.Any place that offered privacy and a thrill, from tents and luxury cars to lounges and studies, became ours. We tried every advanced position we could manage and recorded plenty of risque videos along the way.Now, hidden on the balcony, Asher held me close and drove into me, hard enough to knock the air from my lungs.I moaned and whispered, "Go easy."He lowered his phone to record, his eyes darkening. Then, he chuckled. "You won't feel a thing if I go easy."I wasn't having it, so I grabbed the phone. "You can film, just not there."He hesitated, then grinned, teasing, "What, shy now?"I shook my head, thinking there had to be a line with videos like this.Asher's smile d
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