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Then, without a word, he lifts his hand that is covered in my arousal and Bones parts his lips, allowing Titan to place two fingers in his mouth. Bones’s eyes blaze down on me as he sucks them clean. “Does she taste as good as you remember?” Titan asks, amusement in his voice.
Finally
fucking her like she is just another whore we found on the streets and wanted to use for the night. But the reality is far worse—we both love her. Just in completely different ways.
“Just fuck me up.” Her red hair is pulled up in a high pony and sunglasses shield her face. She’s dressed in an off-the-shoulder black T-shirt and cut-off shorts so short the pockets peek out of the bottom. Quite sure she hasn’t been to bed yet because her makeup looks like it’s a day or two old. “Ma’am, this is a Starbucks. Not a bar.” She sighs. “If I’m going to spend ten dollars on a drink, it better make me—”
Put this on my tombstone when I die
She fills her mouth with anything when she’s nervous. Food, cock, drinks. Whatever she can get her hands on.
“My standards are dropping as fast as I am to my knees.”
“Pick your poison. I have Jim, Jack, and Garth.” “Garth?” She holds up her phone. “Garth Brooks.”
This too
She frees my cock, and I groan as she strokes it. I shove her hand away, grab it myself, and push inside her, not worrying about foreplay. We can come back to that later. EMILEE
