“Fuck, Joey,” I snap, my tone sharper than intended as I tuck my bloodstained cock back into my jeans. “I-I thought you knew,” she whispers, hurt flashing in her eyes. I brush her hair back from her face. “Of course I didn’t know. If I had, I never would have …” I shake my head and sigh, sliding my hand to possessively palm the back of her neck. “You would never have what?” She gives me a defiant glare as she fixes her dress, but I don’t miss the tremor in her voice or the slight tremble of her bottom lip. I would have taken you to bed and fucked you properly. “I would have made sure it was a
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