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After I finish my free alterations to her shirt, I toss it to her.
“Next is your hair if you don’t get the fuck out of here,” I say.
I open the door and smile.
I open and close the scissors a few times and laugh.
I’m acting and sounding like a complete and total psycho.
I don’t even care either.
Holly runs for the door and out into the hallway, clutching her cut-up shirt to her chest.
I slam the door. I lock it.
I look at Jax.
Without realizing it, I’m pointing the scissors at him.
“What are you going to cut off on me?” Jax asks.
“Do you really want to know?”
“You’ll need much bigger and thicker scissors than that, honey.”
God does this guy frustrate me!
I drop the scissors to the floor and run toward him.
What the hell are you doing, Mila?
Exactly what I said I was going to do.
I jump into Jax’s arms.
I quickly kiss him.
I’m here for one thing.
His cock.
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My cock throbs.
It’s been throbbing for a bit now.
I won’t lie - Holly’s little strip show definitely got things started.
I’m a man, after all. What do you think is going to happen when a pretty girl wants to take her clothes off for me?
But when Mila kicked in the door and started going ballistic?
Are you fucking kidding me?
Grabbing scissors and cutting up Holly’s shirt? Threatening to cut Holly’s hair?
