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He brushes his thumb over my lips. “I know.” He relaxes onto his side, so I turn and face him. “I found that guy,” he says. “The one you killed.”
“How did you know where to go?”
“I know of that little shack of a bar. It’s the only one that has nothing around it within a decent distance from us.”
“What did you do?”
“I hid him better. I have the four wheeler in my truck. The bar was closed by the time I got there, so I took it out and went and found him. It wasn’t the best hiding job, Kas,” he says with a look of disappointment. “I know it wasn’t planned, but we have to be careful. That’s why we usually do this together.”
“I know,” I say with a huff. “Nobody goes out that way. The snow would’ve covered him till April.”
“Well, nobody’s gonna find him now.”
I mumble my thanks as I drape my arm over my forehead.
“Did you get yourself off after I left?” he asks.
“I prefer when you do it,” I answer, tilting my head to look at him.
His lips stretch into a smile before he gets up and settles between my legs. “Good. Let me show you how much I enjoy doing it.”
And just like that, with a few words and some physical attention, I’m wrapped around his finger again. This is all I need. Constantly. Maybe the guy from work is just a friend. We can have friends.
“Fuck yeah, Quin. Your mouth feels so good.”
He moans as he takes me deep, my cock sliding over his tongue as he cups my balls, massaging them in his hand.
Quin strokes and sucks in tandem, slurping around me as his saliva coats my shaft allowing his fist to move up and down with ease.
“You taste so fucking good,” he murmurs around the head of my dick.
“Oh yeah? What do I taste like?” I ask, holding his gaze as he slowly backs up.
He pulls me out of his mouth, his tongue swirling around my shaft before his lips close around my tip and suck.
“My favorite things,” he says after easing away, watching me as he strokes. “Deviance, malevolence, and depravity.”
“Am I one of your favorite things?” I ask through heavy breaths.
“You are the sum of all my favorite things. You’re everything I desire rolled into one. Now come in my mouth and let me taste just how fucking twisted you are.”
I moan at his words, writhe under his touch, and come down his throat as he brings me to ecstasy in the way only he can.
Quin crawls up my body, straddling my hips as he bends forward, bringing his mouth near mine. His finger slips between my lips, opening my mouth wider as I suck in deep breaths. His lips part, and I watch as some of my cum slides from his tongue, and then feel the thick liquid hit my own.
“Don’t you agree?” he asks. “How could you not be my favorite with a taste like that?”
I swallow, and his mouth captures mine in a vicious kiss, sending me into orbit.
It isn’t until later, once my endorphins have died down and Quin is fast asleep that I begin overthinking.
He didn’t say I was his only. He said I was his favorite.
So no, we cannot have friends, but he won’t know that until I teach him a lesson. I always have to teach him lessons. I can find people to call too. Let’s see how much Quin enjoys watching me with friends. Maybe then he’ll understand.
He won’t just think of me as his favorite. I’ll be the blood in his veins, the air in his lungs, and the only thing keeping him alive.
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