She could smell his scent in the thick fabric and was pleased that she couldn’t catch the scent of another’s. She wished she could at least say that it had been so long since she had done this last but she truly had never done it at all. Still, she slipped beneath the sheets and tried not to think about Dane’s seeking fingers roaming her body instead of the silk. Despite the drug addict that had to be dragged through the office to his awaited cell in handcuffs and eventually shown the effects of a stun gun, today seemed lazily uneventful. Even now she shuddered with the memory, causing more slickness between her legs. Vixen came here often the listen out for her targets using her sensitive hearing and ability to feel the energies, or auras, of others. Read 10080 times |
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Dane mentally shook off the sound of the siren’s cries of pleasure and took the file in his hands, flipping it open to see its contents.
