Chapter 150

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I clear my throat, and he chuckles wickedly in my ear, the vibrations humming through me.

“Don’t insult my intelligence,” Vance burrs, squeezing my hips before they travel down to my thighs. “It’s a woman's instinct to want to make it known to others what’s hers, just as it is a man's to be possessive of what’s his.” He declares, brushing his lips along my