Liddell leaned back on the couch, lit a cigarette. After a few moments, the blonde re-appeared in the bedroom door. "Jackpot! He was there."
Liddell pulled himself out of his seat. "How fast can you get dressed?"
The blonde grinned at him. "That depends."
"On what ?"
"On how fast you want me to get dressed." She raised her hand to her neck, fumbled with the zipper. With a quick motion, she unzipped the front of the gown. Her full, tip-tilted breasts spilled out. "There's really no hurry. Monti can't get away until midnight. He'll meet us then."
Liddell walked closer to her. He could smell the faint perfume of her body. He slipped his arm around her waist, covered her mouth with his. Her body melted against his, almost unbearably hot.
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Liddell pulled himself out of his seat. "How fast can you get dressed?"
The blonde grinned at him. "That depends."
"On what ?"
"On how fast you want me to get dressed." She raised her hand to her neck, fumbled with the zipper. With a quick motion, she unzipped the front of the gown. Her full, tip-tilted breasts spilled out. "There's really no hurry. Monti can't get away until midnight. He'll meet us then."
Liddell walked closer to her. He could smell the faint perfume of her body. He slipped his arm around her waist, covered her mouth with his. Her body melted against his, almost unbearably hot.
THE ICEPICK ARTISTS
Liddell leaned back on the couch, lit a cigarette. After a few moments, the blonde re-appeared in the bedroom door. "Jackpot! He was there."
Liddell pulled himself out of his seat. "How fast can you get dressed?"
The blonde grinned at him. "That depends."
"On what ?"
"On how fast you want me to get dressed." She raised her hand to her neck, fumbled with the zipper. With a quick motion, she unzipped the front of the gown. Her full, tip-tilted breasts spilled out. "There's really no hurry. Monti can't get away until midnight. He'll meet us then."
Liddell walked closer to her. He could smell the faint perfume of her body. He slipped his arm around her waist, covered her mouth with his. Her body melted against his, almost unbearably hot.
Liddell pulled himself out of his seat. "How fast can you get dressed?"
The blonde grinned at him. "That depends."
"On what ?"
"On how fast you want me to get dressed." She raised her hand to her neck, fumbled with the zipper. With a quick motion, she unzipped the front of the gown. Her full, tip-tilted breasts spilled out. "There's really no hurry. Monti can't get away until midnight. He'll meet us then."
Liddell walked closer to her. He could smell the faint perfume of her body. He slipped his arm around her waist, covered her mouth with his. Her body melted against his, almost unbearably hot.
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| BN ID: | 2940161507322 |
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| Publisher: | Fiction House Press |
| Publication date: | 02/22/2019 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 2 MB |
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