Chapter 22: I’ll Make You My Good Girl

Ellis opened the driver’s door and I heard the locks click. He pulled open the back door and leaned in, offering me a hand. I bit my lower lip, heat coursing through me as the back of his hand brushed my exposed breast.

“Are you here to f*ck me for Bethany?” I asked, smirking.

My heart raced a mile a minute. I only partially registered that I was naked down to my waist and I had no idea where my sister had gone.

He frowned.

“No,” he assured, “Come on, we’re leaving.” he said as he took my hand and helped me from the car.

I stumbled from the car and clung to him. His citrus cologne overwhelmed me and made me run my fingers along his black button-down. Ellis’ hands slid up my arms, sending shivers down into my aching thighs. It took me a moment to realize that he had put my dress back on.