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“Does the number of kids we have depend on how well I fuck you?”
She brought the glass to her lips and slid her tongue along the rim. “Definitely. If the sex is bad, I’ll jump off this table like my hair is on fire before you come inside of me. If it’s mediocre, it will be the same result. I’ll flee.”
I threw my head back, laughing.
“What if I’m not good in bed?” She sipped her whiskey.
“I’ll teach you how to please me. I’d expect if I do something you don’t like, you’ll tell me instead of running out of the room.”
“When I cornered you in your room, how wet were you?”
Her chest rose and fell, and her eyelids lowered. Those long lashes fanned her face. “I was dripping wet.”
While her eyes were closed, I stepped before her. My fingertips skated over her soft skin. There was a scar on her shoulder. I dropped a kiss on the less than perfect skin. Her body shuddered against my lips.
“What happened here?”
“I was stabbed. Sometimes when I raise my arm, a sharp pain shoots through my arm.”
Hearing that made me want to kill the motherfucker. “What happened to the person who stabbed you?”
“He’s dead.”
“Good.”
My gaze flicked over her breasts and stomach.
“A man punched me in my boob before. It hurt like a bitch for weeks.”
The anger coursing through my veins felt like fire. I wanted to cut her father’s head off his body.
“And here?” My fingers brushed over a wound on her abdomen.
“That’s where I was shot.”
I fell to my knees before her, placing my glass on the table. My hands smoothed over her hips as my lips pressed against her stomach. Her fingers landed on my marred flesh. Kennedy’s touch felt natural.
“I want to murder everyone,” I whispered against her body.
“They’re all dead. Except for him.”
She was talking about her father.
“Soon, he will be too,” I said. Promise hung on my words.
My lips roamed her thick thighs. I spread her legs and kissed her pussy.
Her body shuddered again. Kennedy watched from hooded eyes. Lifting her leg, I leaned back on my hunches and brought her foot to my mouth. I sucked her pretty, orange-colored toes.
“Shit,” she gritted out.
Bringing her other foot to my lips, I kissed each toe, never taking my eyes off hers.
“Franco,” she muttered.
I stood, hooking my thumbs in the waistband of my gray sweatpants. My hard cock sprung free, bouncing up and down.
“Not sure I’ll ever get over how big your cock is. It reminds me of a long, thick cucumber. The only difference is your dick has purple veins snaking up the sides. It looks like an angry body builder’s arm.”
