Sometimes I think Lina surprises herself with the thoughts she has, "when it had struck her that she was watching another woman jack Dagan off, her stomach had turned and a sour taste filled her mouth. She'd jerked her gaze back up to his face, and the chagrin in his eyes broke her out of her shocked daze." I mean even the stuff that comes out of her mouth even surprises her, "and yet, somehow, you ended up with some bimbo's hand stuck to your di**. Is that part of your cover? 'Cause if so, it's a damn good one." She bit her lip as soon as the words escaped her mouth. Could she possibly sound any more like a jealous shrew?" She's also the type of girl that knows how to voice what she wants and what kind of man would Dagan be if the boy didn't do as he was told, "I want to see you," she gasped, tugging the hem of his shirt up. He wasted no time in helping her slide it over his head, carelessly tossing the shirt to the side." I loved reading this story, it intrigued me and kept my attention.
Thank you so much, Heather! I'm so glad you enjoyed Dagan and Lina's story. :-)
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