Page 24 of Walk of Shame

I lower my lips so they are close, but not touching her ear. “That’s a shame. You should change that as soon as possible. I’m sure you’d like it.”

Her fingers tighten on my shirt and when she speaks, her tone is breathless. “Why do you think that?”

“Because you’re nipples are hard. And if you asked me to touch you, I would find you wet.”

Next to my mouth her throat works as she swallows. She glides against me, her hips sway to the beat of the song, something island and tribal, highlighting all my base emotions for this woman who’s invaded all my thoughts. “Is that how you talk to your friends?”

“I speak the truth to my friends, Ashley. And I’m speaking the truth now.” I lift my head and stare into her eyes, filled with heat and lust. “Are you glad you came?”

“Yes.”

I pull her closer. “My friends love you.”

“I like them too.” She sinks into me.

The words remain unspoken, but I know we’re both thinking them. We’re playing Ted and Shelly’s game right now.

She thinks I’m going to cave.

She’s wrong. She’ll surrender, and when she does, I’ll make sure it’s a victory for both of us.