Bella
My spine stiffens and I freeze, instantly aware of who is standing behind me. Shame fills my body as I think about how incredibly turned on I am and how I was seemingly okay with all of this. I'm not the kind of woman that just lets a man walk up and grab me, much less do inappropriate things or make me moan. My face burns and I pull away, spinning to face Troy.
“What, for the cops?” I can feel my chest rising and falling as my breaths come too quickly and white spots dance at the edges of my vision as a lightheaded feeling overwhelms me.
“How dare you touch me?” I glare at him, spitting the words, trying to ignore the way my body is still humming, still begging for him to show me how in control he is and how he can make me respond to him - whether I want to or not.
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