Read Between The Thighs
"Move, Kaelen. Or I'm telling Jax you're bothering me again."
"Jax is busy," he whispered, leaning down until his lips were inches from mine. "And you don't want me to move. You want to know if I'm as rough as the stories you probably make up about me."
"Get off me and stop writing fanfics in your head, you prick!" I hissed, even as my breath hitched.
"Is that what this is? Fanfiction?" He smirked, his eyes darkening. He didn't move an inch; if anything, he pressed closer, his heavy chest crushing my soft one. "You don't want me to move and you know it," he whispered.
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