Cum_Inside
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Closing his file and stepping a little farther into the room, Harmony shrugged. “And you couldn’t just text me? I think you showed up here with some hot nurse fantasies with thoughts of getting a physical but it isn’t happening,” she commented. Harmony would pass him anyway; he was so fucking fit and it kind of irked her.
“But I like musicals. Cameron hates them and won’t go but I guess I just wonder what your point is here. What are you hoping to accomplish now that the deal is signed Jared? I’m pretty confused,” Harmony admitted.
“If you came here for a quick fuck better get it over with.”
Her tone was defensive but hopeful. She didn’t know why, but her heart was hammering in her chest and thoughts of sex with Jared were enticing this time around. She hadn’t gotten off in ages and Cameron couldn’t be rough enough and she knew that Jared could be that for her. Still, she couldn’t believe she was imagining sex with her rapist.
But he looked hot in casual clothes and their date last time had been wonderful; full of enticing conversation and surprisingly benign. She wondered if it might only get better. Certainly if his personality was tamed he would be a good catch — maybe if he had a masochistic girl to call his own and take all his rage and dark impulses on the daily maybe he’d be bearable.
He was educated, rich and handsome.
She wondered what made him tick.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt,” she finally said.
“But I like musicals. Cameron hates them and won’t go but I guess I just wonder what your point is here. What are you hoping to accomplish now that the deal is signed Jared? I’m pretty confused,” Harmony admitted.
“If you came here for a quick fuck better get it over with.”
Her tone was defensive but hopeful. She didn’t know why, but her heart was hammering in her chest and thoughts of sex with Jared were enticing this time around. She hadn’t gotten off in ages and Cameron couldn’t be rough enough and she knew that Jared could be that for her. Still, she couldn’t believe she was imagining sex with her rapist.
But he looked hot in casual clothes and their date last time had been wonderful; full of enticing conversation and surprisingly benign. She wondered if it might only get better. Certainly if his personality was tamed he would be a good catch — maybe if he had a masochistic girl to call his own and take all his rage and dark impulses on the daily maybe he’d be bearable.
He was educated, rich and handsome.
She wondered what made him tick.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt,” she finally said.