I wrapped a hand around his throat and squeezed his brown skin. "What are you going to do about it?" "Nothing," Quincy spat out. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Cuz you like to take it up the ass, don't you? Bet it's been a while for you. I mean, you're always supposed to be the tough one, right? The one on top?" I glanced around his apartment. "This place already lets me know so much about your personality. You are definitely not in control, Quincy."
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