Chapter 11: Six Days A Week?Leah He stepped closer. “I don’t know about you,” he murmured, breathing warm against the side of my neck, “but I was very happy with where I spent last night.”A helpless sound escaped me. Wetness gathered between my legs so fast it was almost embarrassing. My body had never reacted like this to Bryce—not even during the act itself. He’d eventually brought lube into the relationship because nothing else worked. Preston hadn’t even touched me yet and I was already clenching around nothing.He noticed. Of course he did.“No pressure,” he said, stepping back just enough to give me air. “If you want last night to remain a one-time exception, we leave it there. The contract can stay clean.” I should have taken the out.Instead I heard myself say, clear and steady, “I do. Put it in the contract.”Something dark and pleased moved through his expression.“Good girl.” He said. “Let's go home.” ~~~~~I mistook a billionaire for a gigolo. Then I had sex with hi
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