Chapter 112

• Tears began to well in Nathalie's eyes. She had confided in him alone, and now he was casually disclosing her private struggles to Argus and Steve, trivializing her difficulties in reaching an orgasm. It made her stomach churn as he boastingly proclaimed himself a great lover. While it was true that he might be talented in bed, right now, he was failing entirely as a boyfriend.
• Argus then said something that sent all three of them into fits of laughter. "Her friends are all taken or gay," Ethan remarked, barely containing his amusement. "So I guess you'll have to stick to Gina, because I'm sure as hell not sharing. Of course, you could always ask her to teach Gina that tongue technique. I swear, there's nothing that even comes close to the experience of being pleasured by Nathalie."
• With every degrading comment he made about her, Nathalie felt as though her skin was crawling and her blood was boiling. That was it; she couldn't tolerate this any longer. She grabbed his pillow and blanket and headed downstairs, feeling nauseous at the thought of hearing him utter her name once more.