Praise (Salacious Players Club, #1)
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“So I had a fistful of her hair in my hand, and we were both in the moment when I looked her right in the eye and said, ‘Suck my cock like a good little girl.’ The next thing I knew, she reared back her fist and clocked me right in the face.”
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Sounds deserved
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He reacts like I’ve slapped him. “Well, you want your money, don’t you?”
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Sir... Shes not there for that
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Trying to have sex with my ex-boyfriend’s dad in my dreams…just lovely.
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Hot
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He must be six three,
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If he wasnt we would shame him
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“Ms. Underwood, you looked exquisite on your knees.”
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Woof
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“I can read palms, and I just like to see people’s lines.” His confused expression remains as he says, “You are very strange, Charlotte.”
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She is
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“I’m sorry, I mean, I’m excited and of course I want to go with you, but it’s just…not really my scene. Come on, Emerson. I work in a skating rink.” “No, you work for Salacious Players’ Club as my secretary, remember?”
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“You don’t have to. Every Saturday night at seven thirty. The black lights come on. We even sell glow sticks, if you’d like to take it up a notch.” “Oh really? I’m not quite versed in roller-skating culture. Do you think I’m ready for glow sticks?” He’s teasing me, and I don’t even realize until this moment that he’s still holding my hand in his. Or rather, we’re just holding hands since he’s relaxed his grip.
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Theyre cute
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Dear God, please let this be the only man I fuck for the rest of my life because there’s not a chance in hell anyone else could ever top that.
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Woof
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But the happy memory sours for me. Because years later, when Sophie changed her name and came out to my parents, it sparked a chasm in my family—one she unfairly blames herself for.
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Omg baby
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“Seventy-five,” Emerson says, staring at me as if he’s angry at me. My eyes are wide as saucers, and I must be pale as a ghost. The man in black laughs loudly. “You’re worth every penny, sweetheart, but I think Mr. Grant wants you to himself.”
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Bark