The tension in the cabin of the jet is thick enough that Kendall Jenner would use it as extensions if she could. Every sound seems to cut through the silence sharply, jarring no matter how slight it might be. At this point, we're all aware of what Lexington was hiding and I'm not sure that anyone else is a fan of it, either. The conversation last night preceded what was a far more angry fuck than the first one.
"I made a deal with Charles. I think that's what got him killed," he said like it was a minute statement made in passing. Something that wouldn't require any follow-up.
"What kind of deal?"
Lex cleared his throat before stepping back into the bedroom, tucking his cock away before buttoning his slacks. I followed him in, completely nude and unguarded.
