Her Secret Keeper
Learn all his my dirty secrets before he takes me down or whatever his plan is.
He had kneeled beside me, swiveling my chair until I was facing him. His hands rested on my thighs, his thumbs caressing them softly as he knelt between my parted legs. My breath hitched, I could feel myself getting excited. Scar wouldn’t shut the fuck up either, begging me to claim him. He stared into my eyes, his face was soft compared to his usual sternness.
“You can tell me, Tara. You know that I will always keep your secrets,” he whispered, his chocolate scent relaxing me.
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