“Know me as in the biblical sense?” He smirks. “No…you’re right. You don’t know me in that way, and you never will. Girls like you don’t know how to please guys like me. Unlike”—he frowns, pausing for a second as he drunkenly stares at Becky—“uh, Becky here.” She shoots him a withering look as he slings his arm around her neck, smacking a loud kiss off her cheek. “Becky knows how to fuck like a porn star, and I don’t get any of the grief. You, on the other hand, are all about feelings and hearts and love and shit. Kill me fucking now. Couldn’t you just be happy with the orgasm I gave you? Nah,
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