Blazer POV
“Damn Quin!”
She slobbered on my d**k before devouring it again.
What was I doing?
Quin showed up an hour ago. I don’t know why she even bothered when Elaine didn’t live here anymore, but Quin had always been a social climber. Neel had no use for her anymore so she came back to the person she tossed to the side.
I was no one’s sloppy seconds but Quin knew my weaknesses and I was subdued easily.
Though, I wasn’t feeling it. I had one woman on my mind and she wanted nothing to do with me. I f****d up with Francine and if she magically found out about this then I was further screwed.
I fisted Quin’s hair. It would be easy to f**k her face and get myself off but I pulled her off instead.
“What?” Quin scowled.
“I’ve got things to do,” I grumbled.
She plants her hands on
