Shane keeps fucking me with those shallow strokes that feel good, but are nowhere near enough. “Stop thinking about what you should want, Lily.”

Easy for him to say. Or maybe it isn’t. I don’t care. I’m not interested in being fair right now. “What if Max tries to win me back?”

Shane laughs. The bastard laughs. “Try it and see what happens.” He releases the headboard with one hand to snake down my stomach and press to my clit. “The first time you visit this house, you’re going to look at the ottoman and think about how many times you came for me there. You’re not going to be...