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“Look around and tell me what you see–” “Madness.” I interrupted without hesitation.
“Do I finally get the candy bar?” I asked hopefully. He keeps teasing me with it. I kept seeing it
in his pocket every once in a while, but he hadn’t given it to me yet. Duke knitted his eyebrows. “This is the fifth time you’ve mentioned a candy bar–what candy bar?” He asked. He sounded so shaken up by Eugene’s gift. Lucifer let out a small, breathy laugh from behind me. “The one you keep carrying in your pocket. I keep waiting for you to give it to me, but it’s obviously a king-size one, so you’re bad at hiding it,” I said in a duh tone.
She looked beyond confused between the butt plug I got her and confusing Duke’s dick for a candy bar. She has always been worryingly naïve and innocent.
She was a little too naïve, even innocent for my liking. Like come on she doesn’t know it an erection is??? or the basic knowledge of how sex works???
“Next time you toy with me, I’ll take you against this counter,” he said far too calmly. “So you can watch yourself become my mindless little cock slut,” he promised. My lips parted, and my whole body glowed with heat and color. This was not how I expected our interaction to go. I’d never heard him say such dirty things; it gave me butterflies. Taking in my stunned reaction, he smirked. “If you eye me like that again, I’ll fuck you until you’re nothing but a pretty little mess who can’t recall your own name.”
She handed him a piece of paper with a phone number written down. “If you need anything else outside of photos, give me a call,” she winked. Nope, I didn’t like that one bit. Snatching the paper from her hands, I looked the woman dead in the eyes as I ripped it to shreds. With an innocent smile, I gestured to the area behind the counter.
“Is there a trashcan back there?” I held out the torn paper to her, waiting for her to take back her failed attempt at getting Dane’s attention.
I heard footsteps, and without stopping our hot, little make-out session, I opened
my eyes, seeing the clerk with several bags of photos in her hands. She stared at us wide-eyed, and I almost smirked. Without looking away from her, I sucked on his yummy tongue, slowly pulling away from him. He was fucking mine. “Kitten...” Lucifer practically groaned in my mind. “Watch your language, or I’ll put your mouth to good use,” he threatened. Oops?
Dane grabbed my hand before I could reach the door handle, “Backseat,” he ordered, his voice rasped and stern.
“Smalls, you’re telling me you don’t know what a condom is when you have handcuffs in your shower?” He deadpanned. My cheeks heated up in a blush, averting eye contact. “Shut up...” I mumbled. He pressed his lips together, an amused grin trying to overtake his features. “Smalls, I’m going to pray for you because I think I just figured out why you’re limping,” he muttered. “I fell!” “On a dick?” Yup. Sure did. Seven of them.
“If you hate it, it was Quin’s idea,” Theo rushed out. My eyes rounded as I stared at him in bewilderment. “Hate it?” My voice cracked. “I love it.” Theo grinned. “In that case, it was my idea,” he joked.