Page 56 of Tuned To Break
Not telling them all the filthy things I want to do to you.
Fuck you on your kitchen bench.
Lick whipped cream from your perfect tits.
Heat flares in my cheeks so fast I think I might spontaneously combust. I cross my legs under the table and try not to look as flustered as I feel.
Stella
I would never.
Jake
Good.
Some things should stay between us.
Like how you look when you come apart underneath me.
I let out an audible whimper. Not even a subtle one.
Megan’s eyes narrow. “He’s sexting you again, isn’t he?”
“Nope,” I lie, clutching the phone to my chest like it’s a sacred relic. “He’s… just being friendly.”
“She’s got that look again,” Emily whispers. “TheJake’s-being-very-very-badlook.”
My phone buzzes again.
Jake
Wish I could see you right now.
Touch you.
Wrap my hand around your sexy throat.
Oh no.
I squeak. A freaking squeak.
Ally leans in. “What did he say?”
“Nothing!” I yelp.
“Bullshit,” Yasmin cackles. “That was not anothingsound. That was ahe wants to do dirty things to you sound.”
Stella
You’re terrible.
Jake
And you love it.
Stella
Jake…
