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“So…” She almost smiles again. “Let me get this straight.” She looks up at me and innocently

blinks her eyes. I think I grin because she bites her lip and takes a breath. “I have to choose you, and

that means I have to kiss you. Which probably means I have to fuck you?”

Her voice pitches higher than normal at the end of her question.

“I never said that.”

“I know. I’m saying that. I’m just asking you for clarification.”

“Do you want to have sex with me?”

“Sex? Johnny. We’re talking about fucking, OK? I know you don’t like that word, but it is a more

accurate description of what we’d be doing, if in fact it is fucking you’re after.”

“Well, let me be clear.”

“I would really appreciate that.”

“I’m not going to turn down your offer for fucking.”

“My offer?”

“Because I think you’re really pretty. And even though I just accused you of being a spineless go-

along just a few minutes ago, I actually think you’re strong and courageous. In fact, I’m trying my best

to point that out to you—”

“Really?” She laughs.

“—because I think, when we bumped into each other in that underground secret dungeon, you were

kinda down on yourself.”

“Oh, God. You’re really perceptive. As far as men go, I mean.”

“And I get the feeling that you’ve done a lot of reacting in your life. Maybe so much reacting that

you forgot you’re in charge. So I’m gonna play it straight with you right now, OK?”

“Good. Great. OK. Be straight with me.”

“If I were running this show—”

“This… we’re-going-to-fuck-in-the-cabin-now show?”

“The very one. Then I’d stop talking and just… ease my hands down your hips like this.” She

hisses out a breath when my palms wander over the curve of her ass and push the back of her shorts

up and aside so I can feel the soft skin of her ass cheeks.

“Then maybe I’d tease you a little by rubbing your ass, but every two or three caresses I’d tease

you a little more by pretending that my fingers accidentally slipped between your legs, like this.”