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The Pleasure of a Gun

Myla

Holy shit. Are you wearing my fucking shirt?"

Deacon comes into the kitchen for some coffee as I sit here at the table, wearing his shirt and looking over Travis's lesson plan for the day.

"Sure am, officer. I hope that it's okay."

He leans down and steals a kiss quickly before he continues to make his coffee. He goes back to work today and I've never seen him this happy about anytime this whole time I've known him.

"Of course, it's okay. You look sexy in my shit, Myla. Now I'm wishing I didn't have to go back to work."

"It'll be good for you to get back in the swing of things again. Besides, I have tutoring today with your son... pretty sure he doesn't want to walk down to see you fücking me over the kitchen table."

"You're right, but you better believe your ass is mine tonight, little one. I've got a surprise in store for you."

He caps his coffee mug and rushes back over to me, leaning down yet again to kiss me goodbye. His tongue enters my mouth and explores it greedily, tryi
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