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his hands and squeezes, rubbing my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I rest my hands on his biceps, needing the leverage, and grip his shirt beneath my hands. I need something to hold onto.
    Jason pulls his mouth from mine, and I brave opening my eyes. His gaze is hot, fierce and hungry. It scares me. I can feel myself taking those few extra steps backward, leaving me back at square one. My body wants this, but my heart is ready to run and hide.
    “Stop overthinking it,” Jason says, brushing his finger across my bottom lip, “and just feel.”
    I inhale, accepting the fact that I’ll regret this tomorrow. When Jason trails his hand down my waist and between my legs, I don’t stop him. Instead, I part my legs, giving him permission to touch me.
    I arch into him when his fingers slip between my slick folds and into my waiting pussy.
    “Jason.” His name slips from my mouth, a mixture of a sigh and a moan.
    “I’m right here, Lace.”
    He kisses me again, and his tongue soon probes the contours of my mouth the way his fingers press my sweet spot. His thumb rubs lazy circles on my clit, and he pushes a third finger in, stretching me.
    My nails dig into his arms, and he hisses.
    “That’s it,” he coos, “I know what my girl likes.”
    I’m too caught up in my haze to protest and tell him I’m no longer his girl, or that I never was. But right here, right now, it feels like it would be a lie. My heart may no longer be his, but he’s taking ownership of my body, whether I like it or not.
    He hooks my leg over his forearm and pushes his fingers as deep as they can go before massaging in slow, hard strokes. I’m so close to that cliff, I feel it coiling low in my stomach.
    “Ahhhh,” I moan. I push my hips into his hand seeking more. I want him to push me over the edge.
    I’m about to explode and he knows it. When his hand stops moving my eyes shoot open and I find him smirking at me. He pulls his fingers free from my body and sucks them.
    “Hmmmm,” he groans. “So delicious.”
    I stare at him in disbelief, ignoring the ache that has now settled between my legs.
    “The next time you say I don’t know you,” he says, his gaze hard, “think about this moment. Think about how I made you feel, and how easily your body responds to me. I know you Lacy, don’t forget it.”
    Realization hits me like freight train, and sucks all the air from my lungs. I scramble to grab my robe, and shove Jason away from me. He played me. To prove a fucking point.
    I bring my hand up and slap him hard across the face. My hand stings, but not nearly as bad as my heart does. I’m such a fool.
    He turns his head back to me and grips my chin. “I like it rough, baby, you know it turns me on.”
    Anger boils in my blood and I jerk my chin away.
    “Get out!” I yell, pointing at the door. “Get the fuck out and don’t come back!”
    Jason’s features harden. “I’ll be back, Lace, but only because you’ll beg me.”
    With that he turns around and walks out without a backwards glance. The only sound is that of the door clicking shut. I slide down the glass at my back, tucking my legs under me as I hit the floor.
    Why was I so stupid?
    I must be a sucker for self-torture.
    I hang my head, and allow the tears to fall.
    I hate him. I fucking hate him. I will tell myself that until I believe it.
    But I won’t believe it. Because I don’t hate him. I can’t.
    He played me like a fucking instrument, but I can’t deny that I gave in. Like the idiot that I am, I surrendered, allowing myself to feel what he does to me.
    I can’t allow that again.
    That was my last moment of weakness.
     

CHAPTER 6
    L ACY
    I flip through the printed pages in my hands and sit down to start reading. To anyone else it would look like a stack of paper, but to me it’s so much more. It’s my story.
    Who would have thought I’d fit a little over two years onto three hundred pages?
    Now that I’m looking at it, the possibility of having