Lev rubs my clit with the barrel of the gun. “Taking a chance on me is like being fucked by this gun.” He pushes the barrel against me, teasing my swollen folds, a crazy smile on his lips. “We’re both loaded. You never know if or when we’ll go off.” “I live for danger,” I whisper, arching my hips toward him, relishing the sensation of the cold metal against my pussy. “But I’m also a vengeful bitch. Know this, Lev; one day, you’ll crawl like a dog for me to fuck you this way.” When he arches an eyebrow, I lock eyes with him. “Remember, you gifted me the other gun that goes with this pair.”
