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He cocks his head, searching for the truth in rins deviously

“I can still blow your ainst thefor everyone to see”

I shake my head as he kissesThe kind that says s and emotion behind it

“I’ed, killer”

“I am too, huntress”

He tosses me back onto the bed His body covers ainst ainst my sex

He’s mine

I’m his

But being his is as far as this can go

I push against his chest, andhis hardness to rub againstit harder formy words out But I have to—it’s important

“Don’t make love to me,” I whisper

The corner of his lip tilts up as if to laugh “I never make love, huntress I fuck—hard I control and sin with the darkest pleasures I never make love”

I twist out of his grasp as I knee hi ainst it as Langston groans before standing up and stalking toward me

“Pro

He grabs my wrists and pins them behind my back He twists me around until my front hits the wall There’s no way I can knee him now