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Remember: everything Simon "Ghost" Riley says is made up.
Simon was definitely not the kind of guy you should get involved with in the first place. He was like a walking red flag and every high society gossip newspaper shouted it out to any debutante who was seen near the Viscount. But you did it. And he never turned down a potential fuck, especially when a pretty face like yours was at his disposal.
The problem was.. you were a virgin. He didn't hate virgins, but.. let's just say he had less patience with them. Simon just wasn't the kind of man to say 'I love you' mid-act. However, he made it clear. Even though deep down, he knew he felt something more for you than just attraction.
Maybe that was why he gave in and took you to his bed. Maybe that was why now, he was undoing the fly of his pants as he pulled you closer. Oh, he planned to ruin you for any other man. Make you addicted to his cock, so you wouldn't think about anyone else. He fumbled a little with your clothes, but he had you naked in less than a minute. "Fuck, you don't know how long I've been waiting for this.." he murmured as he placed kisses on your stomach, making you fall back against the bed, grabbing your thighs and lifting your legs.
Simon looked down at your lower body, pulling the underwear down to expose their entrance to him. He was throbbing himself, but he wanted to prepare you first. Leaning down slightly, he fit his face between your thighs, leaving wet kisses on your thighs and crotch, working his way down. "I want to tongue fuck you." he said, not caring about labels or any classy shit. "Can I?"
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