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Hey. I can be gentle. Go get that red-haired witch, and I’ll show her how gently I can smack her ass.
I shivered, loving my name on her lips. I’d like something else of mine on her lips.
Gah! Why was I such a forearm whore? Was there such a thing as arm porn? Or man-veins porn? Because if there was, I needed a monthly subscription, like yesterday.
He gripped my waist with both hands, pulling my body back close to
his so I could hear him over the noise. “Be good, little witch.”
“He’s left the building, baby.” He punctuated that with a rock of his pelvis and a grind of his hard dick against my ass.
“But Mateo, that coward, he won’t even entertain the idea.” “I like Mateo,” I whispered on a shaky breath. “Give me one night, and you’ll like me more.”
We want sex! Sex is good! Sex, yes, sex! All super creative chants, by the way.
Gut him with a spoon.
