pissed planting

full moon rising on the waters of my soul

Wessex wasn’t going to be able to bruise Amun’s ego. For one, he didn’t really care what she thought of his sexual prowess; for another, they were just playing. If he was insulting someone, they’d know. So he just laughed easily at her comment. ”Challenge accepted!” He didn’t know about black or hard. But big and sexy he could do.

He gave Wessex a once over. ”And where might I find these right ones?” Although he wasn’t really expecting an answer—she was wound too tight for someone getting it on the regular—she might surprise him. ”And yeah, I figured that out on my own.” Waggling his eyebrows and wiggling his fingers suggestively, he gave her another wink. He’d tried to masturbate, but obviously had not risen to the occasion.

amun

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