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Pip thrust against my middle, the hard ridge beneath his jeans unmistakable. His hand skirted between us, grabbing the bulge and squeezing before gently thrusting against me again. “Touch me.”

“No.”

His desire-glazed eyes widened, a flash of pain there, then gone. “Why?” he asked, voice fragile.

I tried to look stern. The sternest. But goddamn, I was a chump for that wide-eyed, innocent look. “We’re in the middle of the city. I won’t allow others to see what is mine.”

Light came back into his eyes, the sun peeking out from behind a cloud. A tiny smile twisted his wicked mouth. “But it’s been so long.”

My tongue dragged across my teeth. “How long?”

He shrugged.

Was this little shit goading me? This chump would not succumb.

Reaching between us, I grabbed his dick. He sucked in a breath, eyes rolling back in his head.

“How. Long?”

He tried to thrust, to steal some friction from my hand.

I carried him deeper into the narrow space and pinned him against the wall, still strangling his cock with my hand. “What did I tell you about being a little slut for everyone to see?”

“You called me a prostitute, not a slut.” He provoked me.

The outright insolence.

“I’m about to call you a cab,” I declared, starting to pull away.

“Since you,” he rushed out, hand flying to my bicep. Much quieter, he added, “There’s been no one since you.”

Surprise flared through me, chased promptly by suspicion. I leaned in, mere centimeters between us, letting him feel the threat on my breath. “Do not lie to me.”

He shook his head adamantly. “I’m not. I haven’t let anyone touch me since you.”

Something ugly twisted inside me. “People have tried?”

“I haven’t been without offers.”

Is that so?

I growled. “I want a list of names.”

“Are you jealous?” he teased.

“Yes.”

His stormy eyes widened as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.

To be honest, I was a little surprised too. Goddamn Kieran and his cuckoo cotton candy heart theory.

Distract him.

“Get your dick out.”

His surprise intensified.Distraction achieved.

I pushed a little more. “Change your mind?”