Autumn “Autumn never decorates for Christmas. I don’t know why that would have changed this year. It’s like she never bothers to make the effort.” “Couldn’t tell you. She just asked us to help this year,” Benedict says. I suck my way up his cock, swirling my tongue around the head of him to tease. My scalp tingles pleasantly as he grips my hair tighter, showing how close he is just from that. “Listen, about Autumn,” Raymond is saying, but Benedict is done. “Look, I need to, uh, get back on the road in a bit, and I need to make a phone call first. Work stuff. So I’ll see you later.” “But—” “Bye, Raymond,” Benedict says firmly. He rolls the window back up and I keep going. I can practically taste how close he is, and the power I have over him is going right to my head. This is so naughty and illicit, and while Raymond is annoying, something about doing this right under my ex’s nose just makes it even better. Raymond leaves, and Benedict lets out a string of curses. “F
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