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“I don’t fuck on first dates.” I smirk as I put my hands on my hips, acting indignant. “You do now.” The mood changes as his dark eyes sweep down over my body. Suddenly I’m nervous.
“You are going to take my cock so fucking good,” he whispers. His breath brushes my ear and sends goose bumps up my spine. “Like the bad girl I know you want to be.” My eyes widen. Fuck. He talks dirty. . . shit, shit, shit. With his hand in a viselike grip around my throat, he licks up the side of my face. “Are you creamy for me, baby?”
“Answer the fucking question, Juliet.” Jeez. Charming Henley James is nice, but choke hold Henley James is next level. “Yes,” I whimper. He pulls back and stares at me. His eyes hold mine. “Yes what?” “Yes sir.” Satisfaction flickers in his eyes. “Good girl.”
It has become disturbingly apparent that I would, in fact, actually do doggy kink for this man. Whatever the hell doggy kink is.
One thing I do know now for certain is that I’m not cut out for fake dating; all those romance books are full of shit. This sucks.
Operation Hot Bitch is on. Don’t mess with me, world, because I will cut you.
“Watch me. Get upstairs, get those clothes off, and open your legs on that bed, because you’re about to get some sense fucked into you.” Excitement runs through me. I like this game. “Make me.”
“Good at fucking you up, asshole,” I mutter under my breath. “Nobody touches her but me.”
“Stop whining, or I’ll stuff your mouth.” “With what?” I call as I climb. He grabs his crotch. “Dick.”
