All the windows were still intact thanks to being bulletproof, but they were completely spiderwebbed with cracks, and one of the back doors was lying about ten feet away from the rest of the vehicle. We spent the next several moments simply enjoying each other in silence. “Yes.”
“Then get on your knees and get me ready for you,” I said, curling my fingers through her golden mane. “What’s going on? “You don’t have a choice,” I said. Are you talking about Tanaka?”
“Tanaka?” I asked. “Thank you, Marcus. We need to talk.”
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I probably wasn’t doing the guys any favors by going with them to see Roger VanCamp, but I didn’t give a shit. I couldn’t be. Finally, he nodded but said nothing more. His face was twisted in a snarl, and his well-groomed hair fell out of place. “Are you serious, Marcus?” She asked, searching my face as if looking for the lie. It was a slow, deliberate kiss, her eyes closing as she savored the taste and feel of my member, and I could hear a low moan deep in her throat. Mr. Upton,” I corrected Karl. “Are you serious, Marcus?” She asked, searching my face as if looking for the lie.
