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I try to process what he’s tellinght also be leaking brain fluid

“But Portia Griffin says—”

“I swear on the life of my nephews, the last woman I slept as you And the last woo I haven’t been involved with Portia in that way for some time”

“Really? She’s not in it for the dick?” I purse ether a little too late

“I’m not even sure she’s in it for me,” he answers sardonically An answer quickly followed by a groan as he slides his tremble

“She’se of career”

“Flattery,” he growls, “will get you—”

Alht of his delicious body co over me

I’m on the pill, I almost say, but instead, “Wait,” comes out of my mouth as I press my hand to his chest “You said ‘last woman’ What about men?”

“Really?” he cocks one very derisive-looking brow

“It’s a valid question”

“In my forty years, I have never fucked nor been fucked by a man, either with or without a condom”

“Can’t be too careful,” I reply, trying not to giggle

“I would never risk you or your health,” he says with such gravity which either makes me the stupidest woman in Scotland or a wo what I know of him, what his family and his people have said about him, I trust it’s the latter

I slide s

Alexander watches the progress of ers as I trail theed breath brushinghi which of us, I’m not sure

“You feel so good,” I whie for him to thrust