He towered above me in another flawless suit, looking expensive and totally fuckable. “Are you stalking me? That’s it, right? You are some rich, perverted stalker, who gets his rocks off by torturing women like me?” He patted the dogs on the head, grabbed their collars and unclipped their leashes so I could untangle myself. As I stood, he leaned down and brushed his lips against my ear. “You have no idea, princess… just how I thought about torturing you.” Goosebumps broke out despite the ninety-plus degree day. A tingle ran up and down my spine and settled low in my belly where it spread like wildfire. I was so fucked and he hadn’t even touched me yet.
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