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“You look...” His chest rises and falls faster, and a muscle feathers his jaw when his eyes jerk to meet mine. “You want me to kill someone tonight?” “Any complaints should be directed at your brother and his husband-to-be. I didn’t buy the dress. Also... I’ll take that as a compliment.” “Damn right it’s a compliment. You look hot.”
“That’s it...” His warm breath fans my skin, his fingers prolonging my orgasm. “There you go, omorfiá. You needed that, didn’t you? You needed me.”

