Deidra's P.O.V.
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Holy fu.cking wow. That's all I can say about all of this. From the moment Brixton started fighting those two goons to right now. He has me sitting on the counter in the bathroom while he wipes my chest with a warm washcloth. He's being slow. Too slow. His d***k is put away unfortunately, but his jeans are still undone. Meaning, I can still see how very hard he still is. Which, I'm guessing, is why he's being so slow and hasn't taken his eyes off my chest.
Honestly, it feels powerful. In a way I've never felt before. My only experiences before Brixton were with Theo. I never felt even a tiny bit of this for him. With Brix it's like... Like magic. Everything just feels... more. Everything is brighter and better. And I've never felt this con
