Sid stared at her, still panting from the intensity. "Oh come on… you nasty bunny!"
Evelise gave him a slow, utterly devastating smirk. "I was testing you. I wanted to see how far you would go. How creative you would get. You're a strategist, Sid. I wanted to see if your strategic mind was as good in bed as it is in the field."
Sid eye rolled. "LOL"
She leaned closer, the scent of soap and sex filling the tiny space. "But you didn't need to try so hard. You didn't need to plan the perfect strategy, or the perfect debate, or the perfect flex."
She trailed a single, wet finger down his erection, making him gasp again. "I always find you hot, Sid. Since the first moment you defied me, I've found you fascinating. You are the opposite of everything I was taught to fear, yet I desire you constantly."
"Then why the games?" Sid demanded, his voice thick with frustration. "Why not just—"
