“Tell me everything you want,” he demanded, dragging their mouths together roughly. Oh my. “Tell me every fucking thing you want and need.” “Well, it’s . . . Wednesday. It’s blow job day. I thought we could—” Robbie covered Skylar’s mouth with his hand. “I’m not talking about sex. And . . . wow. Wow. I can’t believe I just said that out loud. My hand on your mouth is actually preventing you from talking about sucking my dick. So yeah, I don’t know, Skylar, but I think I’m pretty messed up over you. I want to know what you want in life. I want to make sure you get it?” He rolled their foreheads
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