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Maybe I should be more clear…I have no problem removing the parts of any man that touches you.
Was Kyle not enough of a warning for you?
What the fuck?
Unless you want his cock showing up in a box on your doorstep, I wouldn’t even think about sending him a message.
Got it. I’ll just be celibate…
That was sarcasm, in case that wasn’t clear
Bad idea of the day: playing fuck around and find out with this guy.
Is your cunt needy, mi reina?
I will happily tend to every need you have.
I stare at the phone unsure how to respond. Part of me wants to test him, but the rest of me screams that playing around with this deranged man is a really bad fucking idea. Listening to my intuition, I put down the phone.
I change my clothes and head down to the gym for a run. If I’m not getting fucked today, I’m going to run myself to exhaustion.
* * *
I’m a sweaty, disgusting mess as I jog up the flights of stairs to my apartment. I’m surprised to find a sleek, black box sitting outside my door. Picking it up, there’s no label or shipping information on it. I carry it into the apartment and place it on the kitchen counter as I hesitate to open it.
Please don’t be that poor man’s dick…
Tentatively opening the lid, I gasp when I see that it actually is a dick. Relief washes over me when I realize that it’s made of silicone. My hand barely wraps around the massive dildo as I lift it from the box.
This thing looks like a fucking gag gift.
Reaching back into the box, I pull out the card that was sitting next to the silicone monster.
I won’t be able to make it until much later tonight, mi reina.
But if you can’t wait, I’ll allow you the pleasure of stretching out your cunt for me.
Fat fucking chance…
I drop the massive thing back into the box before taking a shower and carry on with the rest of my evening.
eleven
ANDRES
My return flight from Mexico is about to land, and as much as I want to drop everything and run to Alexys’s apartment the moment we hit the tarmac, I can’t.
Business first…
The trouble I’ve been dealing with all week with the warehouses in Mexico finally has a name and a face.
At least for now.
The drive crosstown, I can’t stop thinking about what her reaction was to my gift. Curiosity as to whether or not she was brave enough to pull out the lube and give that thing a go also drives me mad. While I know I am not a small man by any means, that thing made me feel like I’m slinging around a baby carrot.
“We’re here, Sir,” Paul’s voice from the front of the car draws me back to reality and rips the schoolboy grin from my face.
“Pick me up around back at the service entrance,” I let myself from the car before Paul has the opportunity to exit and open the door for me.
