The last thing I wanted to do was be trapped in a car with Requiem, but I didn't have time to argue. Maybe I really had slowed them down, but he was definitely getting me out of the way before the main shit hit the fan. Well, that is one way of putting it. How could being tied up make you feel safe? How could letting someone hurt you, even a little, make you feel good? I didn't get it.
But I've never been in love with someone I had to kill before. I tore the side of the thong panties and pressed naked against the front of his leather pants. But I'd had enough of threesomes and more. He slid into the car, and Jason shut the door behind him.
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