JACE ‘JR’ ASHER/ TRIGGER
MY HAND IN HER PANTIES, exploring her slick folds, my eyes found hers in the neon bullshit lighting in the pub.
Dark orbs met mine, hungry, visceral, all the shit that made a man like me go savage.
And Lucia knew how to stir the pot because her tongue darted out of her mouth wetting her pinkish lips.
That was enough for me to say ‘fuck it’ and give it a go. One hand caressing her slippery slit, the other hand found her waist and as delicate as a man like me could, I hauled her to my chest, angling for a better position and when I did the rest was fucking history.
I hadn’t felt this nice since—since I got accepted into B&A and still the feeling wouldn’t amount to this.
Getting a gun and using it was a good kind of high, sure. Going on deadly missions that helped people was okayish, fuck better than okayish.
This…
