He was either well under twenty-five, or needed to eat more. Primo had picked a good bunch if he wanted to start trouble, and he so wanted to start trouble. What do you mean, you don't? Isn't there supposed to be a test, or a sign, or something? I thought if I ever fell in love that this panic wouldn't be here. But we are allowed to use any means necessary to do our jobs.
He made it all seem suave, erotic, and perfect. I'd been stupid. Until I could lock my mouth around as much as would fill it, and bit down until he cried out and his hands found my face, drew me away from his body, and to his mouth. I had this horrible urge to touch that heavy band of hair.
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