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“Stop pressuring ”

His body was perfection, and she hardly knehere to start with hi her worry Striker was her first official naked e, where they had dead bodies to study Did dead bodies count? She shuddered, hoping they didn’t

“I’ht her attention back to him Before she could answer, he held up a hand “No Don’t I knohatever it is, it’s gonna lead us down soet your head in the gaive up and go back to playing with you”

“You are so impatient,” she complained

He arched an eyebrow at her and waited

She looked down his beautiful body and felt completely out of her depth There wasn’t an inch of the man she didn’t want to experience Well, maybe a couple She eyed the diamondback tattoo

“Maybe you should get rid of your snake before we have sex I don’t want hi us”

He heaved a sigh “First, we ain’t having sex Right noe’re having nothing because you’re too busy stalling At this rate, we ain’t never gonna have sex Second, the talking handbag is out cold Nothing’s gonna wake hi”

“Fine!” With an irritated scowl, she leaned forward and took the head of his cock into her mouth

“Fuck!”

His hips came off the bed, and his arhten in her hair as she cataloged the sensations she was experiencing He felt spongy and satin s around the mushroom-shaped head—salty, a little bitter, but not unpleasant Striker groaned His hips flexed,him slip from her mouth

“Stay still,” she ordered before sucking him back into her mouth This time she kept a fir her play time

With another lap at the crown of his penis, she decided she liked his taste Although, it probably would have been more addictive if it were sweet rather than salty Or flavored Oh, chocolate would be great She wondered if she could enetics to make him taste chocolatey

“Stop doin’ fucking science experiments in your head and suck!”

She frowned as she twirled her tongue around the satin skin How did he knohat she was thinking? Was it a gift the ht now? Striker? She thought hard Can you hear me?