They fire at us in a hail of never-ending bullets, and Roxy flinches, curling down lower as I grin at her. “Isn’t this fun? I gotta admit, I’m hard, this is totally our foreplay for the day.” Laughing, she slaps me. “Focus, think with your other head.” “Oh, I am, he’s thinking about fucking your ass,” I mutter, as I lean around the table and throw my knife, not watching where it lands, but I hear the plunk as it embeds in its target and a gun stops firing. “Or your pussy…or mouth, honestly, I’m not fussy as long as I get to do it with blood still covering me.” “You’re crazy.” She laughs, but
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