“Maybe I’ll implement a sex ban, seeing as your so overworked and so sure of yourself.” I sit up, and cross my arms across my chest and legs for good measure, sizing him up as though he means nothing to me anymore. So petty. Sometimes I surprise myself.

“Try it… See how long you can last before I get you naked and moaning for me. Begging me to fuck you.” He smiles, the hot shot of smiles, that ‘I know you better than you think’, glance and the infuriating way he rests ...