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Tacky Bitches

Author: Jojo Kay
last update publish date: 2025-08-22 17:42:05

Chapter Ten: Tacky Bitches.

Grant POV

“Surprise?”

The word left her lips in a squeak, almost playful, but it scraped across my nerves.

This bitch had to be the dumbest clown I’d ever given the privilege of sucking my dick. And I must have been even dumber to hand her a spare key to my office.

“You don’t look happy to see me,”

She added, forcing a pout. Her painted lips trembled, her head tilted like some lost kitten.

I gave her a flat stare, my jaw tight.

“Get out.”

Her eyes widened.

“Don’t
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