Olivia
"I bet he's f*****g incredible in bed," Emilia continued, oblivious to my internal crisis. "He's got that dominant energy, you know? Like he'd just throw you on the bed and f**k you until you can't remember your own name."
"Emilia!" I gasped, but my body betrayed me with a rush of heat between my legs.
"What? Don't tell me you haven't thought about it." She waggled her eyebrows. "Those hands look like they know what they're doing."
I couldn't deny it. I had thought about it. Too much, if I were being honest with myself. Especially after that night in his bed, waking up with my body draped over his, feeling his hardness against my hip.
"He probably has a huge c**k too," Emilia mused. "Rich guys always do."
"That's not even remotely true," I laughed despite myself.
"Fine, but A
