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harder, getting off.
    “What?” I shook my head. “No! No! You
can’t cum inside of me!”
    “I can’t help it, baby!” He kept
going, even faster now. “I need to bust inside of you! I want every drop to be
inside of your perfect body!” His breathing sped up and his eyes looked intense
and lost.
    “You can’t!” I panicked. “I’m not on
the pill!”
    “I don’t care! You’re mine, that pussy
is all mine, and I want my cum all over it!” He looked down at me and smirked.
A second later he gave one final dig and then I felt his thick white jizz all over the inside of my walls. “Yes!” he screamed.
“Yes!”
    He came inside of me!
    A second later he pulled himself out,
a look of pure lust on his face. “That was incredible.” He leaned down and
kissed me hard on the lips and then rolled over on his back, panting heavily.
    I looked down at my stomach.
    What the hell had I done now?

 
    Chapter Seven
    CUTTER

 
    I grabbed the paper bag out of Blaze’s
hand and shoved it into my pocket then turned around and took a long sip out of
the beer that was sitting in front of me.
    “Don’t you want to check and make sure
that it’s right?”
    I shook my head. “Hell no, I don’t
want to check that shit.”
    Blaze laughed and grabbed the beer out
of my hand. “I’d get it up to her if I were you, you don’t want to mess around
with shit like that.” His tone was filled with warning.
    He didn’t need to tell me twice, I was
already in over my head. All I could think about was how good last night was. I
had taken Grace’s virginity and now she was for sure completely mine.
    I hadn’t ever had the urge to cum
inside of a girl the way I had last night with Grace. And now that I had done
it, I never wanted to not do it again. Sure, giving her a facial was hot and I
might still do it once and a while but knowing that I could cum inside of her
whenever I wanted to was a whole new high I had never experienced before.
    “Have you talked to Heather at all?” Blaze asked, snapping me out of it.
    I shook my head. “Nope, I tried to
call her a bunch if times this morning and get her to come by the room to talk
but I got no answer. How about you?” I downed the rest of the beer and pushed
the empty bottle across the bar.
    “Only once to tell me how she never
wants to hear from me again.”
    I chuckled. “She’ll come around.” I
glanced at the screen on my phone, making sure Grace hadn’t texted me, she
seemed just as okay with last night as I was but I was still worried, she’d
really freaked out when I came inside of her. I didn’t see the big deal: no one
got knocked up their first time.
    “I hope you’re right.” Blaze shrugged.
“But I can’t let myself think about it right now.” He ran his head back and
forth through his thick black hair. “I need to concentrate on what’s going down
tonight.”
    I nodded. “Right, right, but when this
is all over and we have Stone in our possession and hand him over to The
Misfits, I think you should be in charge of guarding my sister for a while.
You’re the only person I trust enough to keep an eye on her. Clearly, no one
else can handle it.”
    Maybe having Blaze around would wake
my baby sister up.
    Blaze swallowed. “Are you sure it’s
the smartest thing to take me off all my other business commitments right now?”
He had a strange look on his face, the one that he got when he wasn’t sure if
he wanted to do something or not. “It’s just a crazy time.”
    “It won’t be once we capture Stone,
then all of this will be over with,” I pointed out. “And everything can go back
to normal, and Grace and me can stop fighting every damn day about what she can
or can’t do.”
    Blaze zipped up his black jacket.
“Whatever you want me to do, you know I got you. I just want to get tonight
over with, I need to stay focused,” he paused. “You sure about this?”
    “I wouldn’t be doing it if I wasn’t,”
I told him. “Give me a

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