“We could be friends with benefits.”
She licks her pink lips as her eyes zero in on my mouth. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. Tomorrow you’ll hate me, and we’ll be right back where we started.”
“I promise I won’t hate you tomorrow or the next day. You know you want to fuck me. I see the way you look at me. You’ve been begging for it.”
“God, you’re such an asshole.” Her words say one thing, but her actions say another as she removes what little distance there is between us and crushes her mouth to mine.