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ABSOLUTELY NOT

The words hovered at the tip of his tongue, but Screw bit theh, and he swore he could taste thehimself so hard

He had no logical reason to stick around and witness their sappy reunion No right to be a part of their private conversation that would no doubt involve some emotional crap

Screw didn’t do emotional crap He had no claim on Jazz and didn’t want one

He wanted to fuck the wo, hard, and deep, but that was it

And yes, he wanted her safe, but she assured hi about this Gumby asshole—what the hell kinda na about hi

“Sure,” he said, soundingout of the booth, he stood and looked at Gu on in the area lately and she’s protected by the club”

Though concern crossed his features, Gumby nodded “Got it”

“And you,” he said staring down at Jazz “You do not leave here without a tail Either this fucker follows you home, then you text me, or you text before you leave Someone will come Got it?”

Jazz rolled her eyes but nodded “Yes, sir,” she said with sass, but goddamn she had no idea what that did to his cock

Guh His nostrils flared, and pupils dilated Was he i him sir? Maybe while he fucked her? Maybe while Screw fucked her

He nearly laughed out loud That’d be solares at Guuy walked into his clubhouse, he hadn’t taken the time to really look at the other man Now that the dust had settled, he did just that

The guy was a looker, no doubt about it Taller than Screw by a few inches, he didn’t have the , lean, runner’s muscles Just the kind that Screw liked to run his hands or tongue all over An ih his mind, only Gumby wasn’t the only star of this show No, Jazz was there too, between his legs, sucking him off She was on her knees, bent forith one hand on either side of Gumby’s hips as she bobbed up and down on his cock The position left her wet pussy open and perfectly lined with Screw’s cock

Would she gasp and pop off Gumby’s dick as he pushed into her, unable to continue with her task as the pleasure raer as she took his cock?

Shit Noas hard as a fucking stone and turned the hell on by the two people at the table Well, he ht as well enjoy the fantasy, because that particular one would never come to fruition

“Screw?” Jazz asked with a frown

“Sorry,” he said “Just thinking You’ll text, right?”