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Evidently, my cock drunk mouth must spew some of this random shit because Rebel groans like I just said the sexiest thing alive, and stills his movements a moment later. I feel him pulsing hard as he empties himself inside of me and I’m actually kinda pissed that it’s over.

Although when he pulls free and I wince, my pussy tells my hormone drugged brain to shut the fuck up because we need a breather.

I just about manage to flop over onto my back, all ladylike and sexy and shit. My eyelids droop and a yawn escapes me. I honestly have no idea what time it is. It could be nine at night or five in the morning, and I wouldn’t have a clue. All I know is that I need my bed.

“Oh little bird, you’re cute. But we are far from done here. Now get in my bed.” He pulls me up off the table onto my wobbly legs and gives my ass a stinging, playful slap. It’ll probably leave a bruise. And even though I’m exhausted, my skin sings. Even my poor sore pussy is basking in the sunlight of his attention and ready for more. There’s no way I could sleep with all this electricity coursing through my veins. Besides, the look on his face is not to be messed with. I gulp and slip out into the hallway to do as he demands.

Unknown number: Remember when you said I probably shouldn’t spill blood?

Baxter: I never said that. I said don’t spill blood.

Unknown number: Whoops? I mean, I personally think she looks better now. She’s certainly quieter.

Baxter: No more accidents.

Unknown number: It wasn’t an accident.

Baxter: I won’t pay you.

Unknown number: Fine. But my fee just tripled. I’ve seen the news. There’s people looking for this bitch. And you really do spoil all my fun. What the hell happened to you man?

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