“The only reason my ass needed saving was becauseyouput it on the line by sneaking out here in the first place!”
“Yeah, and if you wouldn’t have followed me, then your ass wouldn’t have needed saving!”
“I’m not letting you do this, Corrie.”
“I’m not asking for your permission.”
“Well, I’m not asking, either. I’m ordering,” he growled. His shoulders heaved as his eyes narrowed on her like lasers.
Corrie laughed. “Oh, we’re doingthisagain, too. The oleCharles in Chargeroutine.”
“Corrie, Iamin charge. Like it or not. And if you take one more step in that direction, you’re done. I really don’t want to do that, and I know how important this is to you, so please don’t test me,” he said with his hands on his hips.
“And what if I don’t agree? What if I take a step in this direction, you kick me off the dig, and I go anyway?” She squared up with him, crossing her arms.
“Then I’ll drag you out of this jungle. I’m telling you. Don’t do it.”
“Drag me?” She leaned back and guffawed. “What, are you a caveman now? Ford, you won’t be putting your hands anywhere on me.”
“Really? Because it seemed like you enjoyed it a few minutes ago. Seriously, Corrie. Don’t test me.”
Don’t test me?Who the hell did he think he was? Corrie didn’t take orders from men, especially not men who lorded their positions of power over her. Her body tensed, fighting with the urge to disobey him. To show Ford he couldn’t control her.
But then Ford would be the only name in the history books next to the discovery of Chimalli. And Corrie couldn’t let that happen. Over her dead body.
She might have enjoyed his hands on her—no, not enjoyed,savoredhis hands on her—and her core might still be pulsing from the need for a release, but she wouldn’t let him put his hands anywhere on her after that.Shewas the one in control on this front.
“Fine,” she said, taking one step toward Ford.
“And you’re going back to camp?”
“Mm-hmm.” Another step.
“And you’re going tostayat camp?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“And I’m not going to have to worry that you’re going to sneak out in the middle of the night?”
“Nope. I’ll be too busy for that.” Another step.
“Busy doing what?”
“Busy letting my vibrator go places I’llneverallow you toexplore.” She smirked and brushed by him without waiting for his reaction, marching toward camp. Hearing his footsteps close behind her sent a satisfied grin spreading over her face.
With each step, the intensity in her core built up. If she couldn’t—or, rather,wouldn’t—hate-fuck Ford, she’d at least picture doing it while using her vibrator.
A few of the crew still lingered about in camp, but for the most part it looked like everyone had retired to their sleeping quarters for the evening. She marched right into her tent and tore off her clothes, changing into her sexy black lace bra-and-panty combo, the bra Ford had put his disgusting man hands over. Well, that would be the last time he’d get close toherintimates!
Fuck him and that obnoxious kiss.
Vibrator in hand, sexy lingerie on, and lying in bed, Corrie laid back and closed her eyes, picturing his annoying hard cock between her legs, and pressed the on switch.
Buzzzzzzsssssssss...
And like her hopes of visiting Chimalli’s home once more by herself, her vibrator died.
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