“Kiss me. I dare you.” “No thanks.” He’s barely finished talking when he drops to his knees before me. My first thought is “fuck yeah, that’s hot,” but then he pulls my knife back out and I swallow nervously. “W-what are you—shit.” Wrapping his fingers around my ankles, he forces my legs wider, giving him the perfect view of my cunt and my thighs which are glistening in the evidence from our releases. “Seb?” I ask, hating that there’s a slight quiver to my voice. “I don’t kiss whores, but no one out there will fuck anything that belongs to me.” “Holy fu—” My words falter as he lifts the knife
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