““What about our bet?” she teased. It was clear from the look in his eyes that the bet was over, but she wanted to hear him say it. Brian let go of her arm and grabbed his wallet on the table. He counted out five one hundred dollar bills and slammed them on the table. Jeni laughed. “Fuck it,” he said, backing her against the wall. He placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, pinning her against the wall. His chest and hips pressed against her body. “Enough is enough. Last night was enough torture to last me a while. I want to fuck you so damned bad it hurts.” She saw the desire in his eyes as his breath fanned against her cheek. But he restrained from touching her, and it drove her crazy.””
