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LORENZO
I was a son-of-a-b***h, no denying, but I’d never tell her that.
Nor admit I already knew her name, learned it long ago at the Daily Grind, where I secretly paid for her coffee.
“So what will it be?” I asked, and she met my eyes, causing a shock to go through me.
Jessica.
As if I hadn’t uttered those syllables a million times like a filthy prayer, jacking myself to the thought of all the ways I wanted to praise her and make her mine.
I could run the fantasy scenes in my mind like a movie, so many times had I mentally played them out.
Jessica on her knees.
Jessica tied up, allowing me to have my way with her.
Jessica squeezing her tight, dripping p***y around my c**k.
There was a pensive shimmer in the shadow of her eyes as she considered my offer. But at least she wasn
