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Not now, Lieutenant Johnson. Stand down, soldier!
what is with these men naming their dicks?
If it’s my time to go, at least the dessert was orgasmic.
I changed my mind. I want her, and I’m gonna have her.
“That’s you, sunshine. You’re my favorite dessert.” With my hand on her throat, I haul her into me. Breathless, she clings to me as I whisper my next words. “C’mon, Jennie. Play with me.”
“I’ll keep that in mind for the future. But if, in the future, I happen to accidentally punch Simon Syphilis in his smart-ass mouth, don’t think of it as protection. Think of it as karma.”
“I’ll do anything for you.”
She mentioned something about me decorating her ass with my handprint later tonight. I guess this is her way of ensuring it’ll be fucking permanent.
Lieutenant Johnson
Is this 9? Ive lost count
Jennie’s Valentine’s present is about to be a goddamn Apple Watch so she can’t ignore my text messages anymore.
Dead
“I’m so fucking tired of pretending I’m not in love with you.”
pistons inside me,
THERR ARE BETTER WORD CHOICES
His head flops so he can stare at me.“Ollie said I wasn’t being fair. Made me sleep on the couch.” “You have, like, three spare bedrooms.” “Four. She said I didn’t deserve a bed.”
