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" Whatever happened to you being Mr. Control, and me just keeping my pretty mouth shut?”
“Guess I like what comes out of your mouth, as much as I care about what might go in.”
I smacked his arm and he laughed.
“I dunno,” he said, shrugging. “I like the way you fuck. You’re even more fun when I let you do stuff.”
“Well, well.”
“I like how you’re all . . . grabby. Physical. Like we’re scrapping, sometimes. But not always,” Kelly murmured, starting to kiss my neck. I cupped his head, welcoming the contact. "
― Cara McKenna , After Hours