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“Fuck the leather, fuck the lace. Cheers to the ones who sit on our face!”
“It’s taking everything in me not to throw you over my shoulder again and haul your bratty ass to the bathroom. I wanna lock the door, force you to your knees, and stuff that smart fucking mouth with my cock until your make-up is ruined. And then I’d fuck you bare against the wall, hard and fast, letting you scream for more. I bet you’d beg me to come inside your hot little cunt, wouldn’t you?”
“Yeah, you’d thank me for filling you up, killer. It’d turn you on to know I’m leaking out of you whenever some other mother fucker tried talking to you.”
I wanted to be wrecked so thoroughly that I didn’t know my name when he was done.
“You want my cock? Is that what you’re looking for? Need something to take away that ache?”
“You look at me while you have my fucking cock stuffed down your throat.”
Men who believed women were property, who ruled with iron fists and sharp-edged words, deserved a one-way ticket to the deepest parts of hell.
“Well, you’re topless and grinding down on my dick like it’s an Olympic sport.”
“How close am I to getting a medal?”
“What the fuck, Bishop? How does this thing not get in the way of riding or working or, I don’t know, regular everyday activities?”
Anaconda in his pants. Lol
“Oh my god,” I cried, scrunching the sheets in my fist. “God has nothing to do with this,” he panted. “I’m the one making this tight cunt weep for me.”
Goddamn, I could live here forever. Could end the day with my cock lodged inside this tight little cunt, and start the morning with your pathetic little whimpers as I fuck you awake.”
