Rewrite Sonic Exe Novels & Stories

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The girl aimed her gun at him but I stopped her. “I'll take care of it.” I whispered as I walked towards him. “Skisaho ki-ru, sa-chin.” I chanted as I took a deep breath. I am a Sucho or a Sin that has heightened sense of touch. Skisaho ki-ru is an Orikami we use to increase our strength. Sa-chin or first level spells are undetected by the alarms which makes it safe for me to use in this situation.

Sinclair cusses, surprise laced through his voice and I moan, struggling to keep my eyes open as he draws back and smashes in; his cock squeezing me promptly and touching so fucking deep inside. "Oh, Sinclair! Oh, fuck! It feels so fucking good. " I cry and Sinclair holds his palm over my mouth; silencing my moans. "You have to be fucking quiet, Little Greene. Do you understand?" He queries and I hum; the sound muffled against his palm. "Good. This is gonna be fast and different from last time. Let me know if it's too much so I can stop. " He says and I nod. As if I'm ever gonna ask him to stop? No fucking way in hell.

“Well, thank you my dear. Why don’t you go mingle with some of my colleagues while I go over both yours and Mrs. Burns projects.” I nodded and she gently pushed me into the crowd of people. Veronica came up to me once she noticed I had arrived, interrupting the conversation she was having with one of the CEOs that was at the meeting yesterday. “May the better woman win” Veronica said coyly as she stuck her hand out to shake mine, in other hand was a salt rimmed martini glass filled with a red liquid. “Indeed, may the best CEO prevail.” I said with just as much coy, but even more confidence.

I explain. “I get it.” She says. She sits back down and messes with her computer as I start strumming on my guitar. It doesn’t seem to bother her so I keep going. We sit there in a comfortable silence as the bus rolls down the road.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.