DIRTY, ROTTEN SEXCAPADES (Er0tica Collection)
Preston asked.
I propped myself up on my elbows and smirked. Sure enough, William had a massive, undeniable tent in his trousers.
"I don't have an erection," he lied, his voice trembling with rage. "I am getting married to a woman worth being a Vanderbilt," he spat, shooting daggers at me. “Why would I be turned on by a woman I threw away like trash?”
"You don't need to try and insult me anymore, William," I said, feeling a cold sense of victory. "After today, I will never bother you again. I have a bigger Vanderbilt to fantasize about." I winked at Preston.