Underwhelming, by Roshanna Sidney Evans

As soon as he looked at her, she started sliding down the well of darkness. Why did he have to do that when he knew she’d end up doing the opposite of what he wanted?
“Darling,” she said with an icy acidity. “You are too predictable.”
Predictable. That word again. Martin blanched. He only had ninety seconds.
“Safe sex is sexy.”
“Sexy sex is safe.”
“Sex is safe.”
“You want me.”
“I don’t.”
“You don’t want me.”
“But I do.”
“I’m yours.”
“You’re not.”
“Make me.”
“Oh, I will.” Her body whined. She licked her fangs.


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