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“So the manufacturers don’t claim that they have, like, special night-time period-fighting powers through absorbing moonlight or something?” I snorted a laugh. “Wouldn’t that require people to go outside and present their underpants to the moon?”
This may come as a shock to you, Beryl, but I’m not actually an expert on human periods.
I stared at him in shock. What? She’d hated it when he went all pliant and eager and desperate? How the fuck could anyone hate that?
Although now a small part of my brain had latched onto the idea of breakfast burritos and refused to let go.
Call me a good boy again. Call me your little slut and tie me up and do whatever you want to me.
When she released my wrist to slide her hand over my chest, I didn’t move my arm because she hadn’t told me I could.
Oh my god, Beryl’s touching my dick.
Mainly because it took the decision out of my hands, and I was in my element when I wasn’t having to make decisions.
This was also why I liked getting high. My own brain could not be trusted.
If it’d been left to me to bring up, I probably would’ve just blurted out, ‘I have a spiky dick’ when we were…”
Lust heated my blood, made my scalp tingle. Greid liked getting fucked. That was possibly the hottest thing I’d ever heard in my life.
His cock throbbed beneath me, fully hard. Ridiculously huge. God, I could probably fuck him and suck on the tip of it at the same time.
“So if you want, I could be like… your Domme.” I felt faint.
Please, PLEASE call me your good boy and tell me how well I’m doing while you ride my face.
I didn’t think there was a seductive bone in my body, but I tried to make my slow walk toward him look somewhat sultry. I had no idea if I succeeded. Greid was frozen in place, his yellow eyes wide as he stared down at me.
“I’m not all that young. I’m thirty-five.”
“Darling, that’s young. Life doesn’t truly get good until you’re in your thirties and you stop giving a shit what people think of you. You’ve got the best years of your life ahead of you.”
I just wanted to carve out a life for myself that made me truly happy. And even though it hadn’t been all that long since I left the cult, it felt like I was already doing it. And Greid was a huge part of it.
I want you to come up to my room naked and lick my pussy until I tell you I’ve had enough. Don’t say anything, don’t make any sounds. You can’t come until I tell you to. You can bring one toy up to use once I’m done with you.
Her ass was just so… round. Plump and full, with the cutest little dimples. Would she be interested in smothering me with it? I was pretty sure she’d mentioned sitting on my face at some point while my tongue was between her legs.
“You know, speaking of interspecies relationships, there was actually a human I was wildly attracted to a while back.” “Oh really?” I perked up. “Who?” “A woman who worked for a rival event planner. I’m bisexual, by the way, in case that wasn’t obvious.” The guy at the next table over was still clearly eavesdropping on our conversation, because he scrubbed a hand over his face with an agonised expression.
Corva laughed, lifting her glass. “Well, cheers to hot people. Whoever they are, whatever species or gender. Excluding the tool at the next table over.”
Sweet, oblivious Greid who had no idea that by the end of the week, I was planning on fucking the hell out of him.
Tentatively, I reached down and gave it a stroke, my fingers bumping over the fake barbs. Tiny tendrils of lust zinged through my belly. Why was that so hot when I couldn’t even feel anything? And why was I getting the urge to shake my hips just to see it waggle about?
did people with dicks just have innate thrusting rhythm like, built into their hips?—
“Can you suck your own dick?” Greid’s eyes popped open. His hectic breaths calmed a little as he stared at me uncertainly. “Is… is that a trick question? Is there a wrong way to answer?”
Grinning wide, I dipped down to kiss his inner thigh again. “You can, can’t you? You can suck your own dick. You know you can because you’ve done it before.” “I—You—” He let out a shaky breath, eyes darting. “I mean, m-most people have probably at least tried.”
“Tell me, Greid.” He shuddered, eyes squeezing shut as his head fell back onto the pillow. Swallowing, he gave a tiny nod and admitted, “Yeah, I can.” Oh my god, that is so hot. “You’re going to do it for me right now.”
“I’ll look after you, Greid. You’re just going to lie there and take this big dick like a good boy.”
I was going to fuck that doubt right out of him.
“How is that payment? I deliver your coffee and my payment is getting my ass grabbed?” “Grabbed by me.” I gave her a wide grin. “You love me.” “How about I get to grope your ass every morning?” “Deal,” I said immediately, my grin turning smug as I shut my eyes and relaxed into the bed. “You got played, berry.”
