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From start to finish. He finished with the salad, but he hadn’t started with the steaks yet because, for some reason, he felt like Clara was too quiet, and like children, a quiet Clara is a suspicious Clara. It usually meant she was either messing with her phone and problems were brewing somewhere, or she was fast asleep and would not want to eat.

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I was about to ask why his eyes looked so frightening, when it struck me: he was cross-eyed. All day I had been convinced he was a murderer. Of course his gaze would seem sinister to me. The realization made me want to slap myself. A stutter. Cross-eyed. Minor defects, yes, but not a crime. I had twisted them into something monstrous. If I kept doubting someone who had only tried to be kind, I'd lose sleep with guilt. No—wait. I still hadn't ruled out the possibility that he was a killer. I drew breath to press him further, but he spoke first. His voice had flattened again, stripped of all warmth, and—tellingly—his stutter vanished.

Something sinister lay in the silence and Dan turned to scan the way. He wouldn't be caught off guard again. A shadow shifted in his periphery, and he turned as a man stepped from between two cars. Medium heights. Medium build. Well-dressed and carrying a briefcase. Not someone Betty would normally have noticed. Not someone she would normally have thought of as a threat. But these weren't normal circumstances, and everyone was a threat until proven otherwise. "Hey!" the man called out, offering a quick wave and a brief smile. "I've locked myself out of my car, and my cell phone is in it. Can you give me a hand?"

he smiles, running his fingers through my curls as I pull out of his arms. “I thought so too.” I smile, still refusing to cry. “Okay, so remember, tomorrow you need to set your online profile up, and I want you to use the pen name “The Smut Slut”. I nod, making a mental note of the name. “The quicker you set it up, the quicker you can start working. All dates will be run by me first just to make sure you're not being sent off with a fucking weirdo, a killer, or someone who's just bad news. I'll take care of you like I promised, Savage, so don't worry your pretty little head about a thing.” He knocks back a shot of tequila and smiles, grabbing Lexi and pulling her onto his lap. “Alright, I'll

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Suspense coiled tight in my gut, a delicious mix of danger and raw lust. She took my hand, leading me through the darkened campus with the stealth of a cat. My heart pounded as we slipped past security lights and quiet buildings, her plump ass swaying ahead of me like a siren’s call. The thrill of potential discovery heightened every sensation..the brush of her fingers in mine, the way her braids tickled my shoulder when she glanced back with a wicked grin.

A pair of golden colored eyes peered through the smoke, gleaming dangerously at those that gazed at the cover. It was a book filled with enough filth that it’ll make the raunchiest whore flush. A tantalizing tale of a beast for a man, living deep in the wilderness with his lover. As he love to cherish his wife, gifting her with the rare treasures he finds on his daily hunt, he’s addicted to fucking her. Page after page of the raunchiest smut, detailed enough that it felt as if I was on the receiving end of his heavy thrust. God, I was horny.

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"Good slut. Sleep now, dream of me using you." Dawn crept, pain throbbing constant reminder. Mia knocked— "Up yet?" I panicked, Jax slipping out window quiet, cock print on my mind. Dressed slow, pussy leaking cum down thighs, sore walk to kitchen. His eyes met mine over coffee, smirk promising: "Anytime." Dirty heat simmered weekend far from done, brother's claim deeper. But guilt twisted with lust Mia chatting clueless, her brother’s cum inside me. He cornered me later by sink, hand under skirt quick fingers sliding folds, parting open. "Shh, anytime quickie," growled dirty.