Chapter 64 Harper

• Harper's eyes widened, shock flooding her. How did he know? Her body betrayed her, nipples hardening under her blouse at the raw words. 'What? I don't know what you're talking about. Let go!'
• She tried to pull away, but his grip tightened, his brutality shining through. 'Don't lie. I've seen the marks, heard the moans through the walls. What do you see in him? That man's got nothing on me.' He leaned closer, his breath hot on her face, the scent of his cologne mixing with the lingering musk from her session with Raymond.
• 'Leave me alone, Julius,' she whispered, but her voice wavered, torn between fear and the forbidden thrill. He chuckled darkly, his free hand trailing down her arm. 'You should feel what your presence does to me. Ignoring me while you let him pound that tight pussy.' He pressed against her, and Harper gasped as she felt it—his massive erection, at least twelve inches, rock-hard and throbbing through his pants, rubbing insistently against her thigh. The size of it shocked her, bigger than Raymond's thick shaft, promising a brutal stretch. She tried to still herself, pushing at his chest, but his muscles were unyielding, like steel under her palms.