"Maybe not," he says. Leaning close and sucking at my earlobes "But you're not as unaffected as you pretend." My eyes practically roll to the back of my head. My core contracts, flooding my pussy with heat and making me suck in a stuttered breath.
I hate that he's right. I hate it more that he knows.
Zane studies my face like he's weighing something. His jaw tightens, then his eyes narrow at me.
"Okay ," he says. "Little spitfire let me cut you a deal."
He tilts his head slightly. "Do you have your phone on you baby?."
Wondering where he's headed to I answer. "Yes I do."
"Where's it?."
"It's in my back pocket. Why?."
"Okay take it out for me wife. Can you do that for me?."
I reach blindly behind me into my back pocket and pull out my phone m.
"Now go to your clock app."
I do exactly as he says.
" Now set the timer to two minutes."
I do that.
