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Chapter 8

Chapter 8

RYKER

I love seeing the girls hanging out in the family room. Arthur is making his drinks and boy, is he more of a bartender than a security detail? The man has a lot of layers, and I like it. He's like an onion. A stinky pink onion, but still a vegetable. Good for health. And as they say, health is wealth. Belch, fuck that.

Wealth is health.

I digress.

Sighing, I realise I need the girls in my bedroom soon. It's getting late for them to head back home unescorted if anyone wants to leave after we do what we do.

My eyes run over Brynn's sexy body, and I inhale. The make of my pants feels tight against my crotch. She has that effect on me. I can't resist her.

Brynn isn't less of an onion herself.

The curves, the harshness of her tongue, the words that sometimes come out of her mouth when she's vexed, the sharp angle of her nose, the way she crosses her legs. . .just about everything. The layers I had to peel back so I could reach for her. The person she's on the inside of t
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