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“Because you’re a redhead, and redheads make my blood boil in a good, heart-racing way. You also have amazing tits. And when I got closer, I saw how light your eyes were and was captivated. No one else in this room was worth my time compared to you.”
Are you seeing a trend here? All these assholes are head over heels, living in their lover era, because of me.
Except for the glaringly obvious fact that my new boss is the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.
Fuck me, she’s so hot.
“When I came upon a redhead with the body of a goddess. Now, I need to preface this by saying I’m obsessed with redheads. There’s something about them that gets my dick spiking up like a turkey thermometer.”
What about this, this is going to sound like a Friends episode, but she doesn’t know that you know she knows, which means . .
Hold on a second . . . to quote Friends, the messer becomes the messee?
Then choke her!
He winks. Freaking winks.
“From the look in your eyes, I’m going to guess you haven’t touched your penis in over a decade.”
Her hair is my undoing, her eyes are soul-searing, and the freckles on her freshly washed face make me fucking weak in the knees. The only negative about this woman is the fact that her father is Coach Wood, the underwear blesser, who sleeps with his eyes partially open and is a scary-as-shit ogre.
“Is that so? Then what is your type?”
“I’m staring at it.”
“Use me any way you want, Wylie,”
I keep my arm around her as I press my chin up against her head, loving how she so easily fits right into the little spoon position, like she was made for me to hold her.
She was mine while watching me this time, and I wanted to make her proud. I wanted her to think in her head, there’s my man.
