How to Speak Well

How to Speak Well

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cameloparadise By cameloparadise Updated Oct 17, 2017

Aimé entered the kitchen, startling her. She stood up straight from where she was leaning on the counter, putting her hands behind her back. He emitted a chuckle and tossed his cigarette butt in the trashcan. "Are you always that easily scared? Honestly, kitten, all I did was walk into the kitchen."

Instead of responding to his tease, she asked, "Why do you keep calling me that? Did you forget my name?" 

He was staring at her, in her little black high-waisted skirt and her tube top. "That's a silly question. How could I forget your name? Gianna, Gianna, Gianna. It runs off my tongue so smoothly." He ran his hand through his hair, starting toward her. She tried to ignore him placing his hands on either side of her hips. "I'd ask you to say my name, but so far, I've only ever heard you mumble it. I'd rather hear you moan it."

Rated R for the mention of illegal substances, violence, and sexual content.

  • drugcartel
  • mature
  • romance
  • sensual
  • violence

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