“Well then, maybe you’re a dickhead.” He smirks. “Are you picking a fight right now so I can fuck you again?” “Is it working? Assface?” “Honestly? I don’t know if I can get it up again. You’ve fucked me dry.” Maddox sighs. “Fine. I’ll order us some refueling food, and then I’ll call you names until you can’t take it anymore.” “You’re the perfect man.” “Thanks, Dik.”
