Resisting The Playboy's Charm
"Still, you were a very bad girl tonight. I might have to punish you for it."
My clit throbs, my breath hitching as my hands trail over his muscled arms. "Punish me how?"
Evans rubs his hand lightly over my pussy, holding my gaze as he asks, "Have you ever been edged?"
My stomach swoops. I'm familiar with the concept of edging, but the answer to his question is definitely no. Most of the guys I've been with were pretty basic in the bedroom, sticking to a few positions and never getting very adventurous. But everything that Evans has done to me so far, I've enjoyed very thoroughly, so even though he's talking about this as a 'punishment,' I have a feeling I'll like it in the end.
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