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Play Rough
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I take a long sip of my drink, the pungency of olives and alcohol saturating my mouth. “How’d you do?” I ask. “Not even close to as impressively as you.” He shakes his head, as if we’ve just finished a friendly game on my balcony. The bartender slides a tumbler…
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Demanding
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I drag my breasts down his torso towards it, my ass tilting up to give him a view that blows away everything on The Strip. His abdomen flexes as my mouth reaches his cock and laps up the pre-cum dripping from the tip. “I’m not going to kill you, Victoria.”…
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The Dangers Have Always Been Real
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Heather walks over to the chest and leans down to open the latch. She pulls out two large daggers. “I know if I ask Rachel to kill you, she will.” If for a moment I doubted she would take things this far, I know now that the dangers have always…