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As if she wasn’t sure what to do

“You let a boy touch you, I’ll break his fuckin’ legs,” I growled, stepping in closer until hs

With a ainstin ue

God, she tasted good Like cinnaum

I inhaled deeply as I ran o of her jaw so I could wrap h on my hip

I loved Trix’s thighs I’d never thought of her as a conquest—that wasn’t hoorked, but I was a irl was shaped like she was She was far frohs and ass were thick Round When she wore a bathing suit, no matter what type, bottoms rarely covered her ass—to the point that I’d forced her to start wearing shorts when I took her to the river during the summer, so I didn’t have to kill anyone It was the type of cushionkneould squeeze you to hell when they rapped around your waist

I hated that I was still too tall in the position ere in, so I droppedboth to hike her up eous thighs

Shit, that felt incredible

I wasn’t prepared for her to bite laring at me

“Does that go for you, too?” she asked breathlessly, ainst ain

“What?” I asked dumbly Did she expect s pressed against me?

“I don’t sleep with anyone else, you don’t sleep with anyone else,” she ordered, i me off

“What?” I asked again, lower

“If I’ anyone else,” she said, finally letting go of my throat so she could kiss me

Oh, fuck no

“I’ my head

What the fuck was I doing? All of a sudden, I was thinking clearly again, and I couldn’t believe what the hell I’d just done

This was Trix

My little Bea

Jesus Christ

I stepped back quickly and dropped her legs,her stumble as she tried to catch her balance “This isn’t happen—”

My words were cut off as she punched me in the face