“I like M&M’s,” she breathes as she shoves my jeans over my ass. “And Skittles.” “Fuck yes.” “At the same time.” “Weird, but I’m into it.” She shoves me down to the bed, straddling my lap. “I don’t like to share.” My heated stare dips down her body. “Neither do I.” “Skittles,” she clarifies. “You can eat the oranges and yellows.” I smile. “Why don’t you just get the berry package?” “They’re not always available.” “I’ll keep my pantry stocked.” “Back to the sharing thing. I don’t do it, period. I won’t tolerate being made to look stupid. I’ll give you two minutes of my time to rip your cock off
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