Johnny Gravano
"Christian?" Johnny asked, smirking at me.
"Yes, Christian Grey," I said, and suddenly I regretted saying that because Johnny crawled towards me with the same stupid smirk.
"Is that so?" he asked as he leaned down, nibbling my earlobe. I shivered from the pleasure. Johnny pulled back, still smirking, and said, "You know, the only reason I watched that movie was to learn some new moves that are pleasurable, but I otherwise hated it. I know I could give you more pleasure than that fucker." He climbed on top of me, and my eyes went wide, wondering what was going to happen next. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to know, but a part of me was excited, especially if he kept talking to me like that.
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