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11: Riding His Fingers

SCARLETT

I turned around slowly, my palms clammy and my heart racing in my chest. Whatever I was about to say died in my throat when I came face-to-face with him.

He has his sleeves rolled up and the sight of his bare arms did something unexplainable to me. It made my brain zap, made my eyes linger on his fingers, the same ones that had been brushing and parting my folds with ease in the elevator just a couple of days ago.

"What are you doing here?" his quiet voice interrupted my thoughts and it made me jump a little as I looked up at him again.

His eyes were dark and unreadable and a smirk that looked darkly amused tugged at the corners of his lips.

"I... I came... Maeve asked me... She told me to drop a package for you and no one was here so I..."

"You could have just dropped it and left but what did you do? You waited. What were you waiting for, Scarlett?"

The sound of my voice on his lips made my brain flip just as the absurdity of his sentence dawned on me.

"What? What do you.
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