CHAPTER 15
VANESSA
Jade pulled back from Monica's lips, and I watched Monica's eyes flutter open, dazed and almost completely breathless.
"What—" Monica started, her voice barely a whisper. "What was that?"
Jade's thumb traced Monica's lower lip, wiping away the smear of gloss. "That was me proving a point."
"What point?"
Jade laughed, the sound sending signals back to my core. "That you're not as disgusted as you pretend to be."
Monica's cheeks flushed crimson as she swallowed. "You're insane."
"And you're soaked." Jade's hand slid down Monica's stomach, fingers hooking into her waistband. Then she slid her hand inside Monica's shorts and I squeezed my own legs shut again. "I can smell your wetness from here, Monica. Don't pretend you didn't love every second of that kiss."
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