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“And the fact that I make most of my living as a hired killer… you think that’s something everyone will just overlook?” “I’m overlooking it right now.” “You’re the one paying me.”
And right then, I know. I’m fucked.
“The only sharing I’m interested in when it comes to you, is ensuring my cock gets as much time with your cunt as my lips. Believe me, love, when I say you won’t require more than that.”
Lenny isn’t a Shakespearean blank verse; she’s a Greek tragedy waiting to happen.
“I reject the notion that I’d notice anyone but you,” he says quietly, piercing my heart with the tenderness of his words.
“Do you have any idea how stunning you look on your knees?” Pulling back, I kiss his slit, absorbing the pearly bead leaking from it. “Not as stunning as I’ll look with you down my throat.”
“Usually you’re tied up in my fantasies. Completely and utterly helpless as I discover all the ways I can shove my cock into your tight little body.”
“That’s because you rarely recall the conversations we have when my dick is inside of you, and yet it’s your favorite time to talk.”
“God,” she cries out, laving over my tip before I push back in. “Incorrect again.” My hips flex, the warm constriction of her mouth drawing a groan from my chest. “Though if this is your idea of worship, I’ll be yours. You can pray to me anytime if that means choking on my cock.”
Our living room may be filled with art, but you’re the most bloody beautiful creation I’ve ever laid eyes on. The museums and galleries should be envious.”
