Plus-Sized Assassin
“Or… maybe you recognize me. Maybe you remember the way you felt back in my hotel room… when there weren't any masks between us.”
Barbara’s breath caught, but she forced her face to stay still… her split personalities, the professional assassin, fighting the woman who wanted to push him right down onto the marble and ride the fuck out of him till she was writhing in ecstasy, the people gathered around them be damned.
“Why do you seem hellbent on making me into someone I’m not?” Barbie could feel a bit of irritation building. She didn’t know if it was towards him or herself.
“Instinct,” he said, spinning her into a slow, dizzying circle. “I tend to have a very good one… especially about dange
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