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He’s already proven that he can be considerate, especially after that whole Ambien mess when he made the effort to meet me at work to explain what happened. Then he proceeded to fuck me on a table but before that, he was sweet.
Shit. “I’m going to wreck your car,” I warn. “Don’t.” His lip twitches, his eyes still closed. “Unless you want to spend the next ten years sucking my dick to work it off.” I shake my head at his attempt at humor and ease the car forward gingerly this time, muttering, “My rates are high. Try six months.” His soft chuckle carries through the car.
