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"Get off me," She growled, pushing him away. He was just another man. Another man she wouldn't even have to see again, when she left port the day after tomorrow. She staggered to pick up her pants, and put them back on, even as she was covered in the proof of their liaison. Stinking of him, though if she were being perfectly honest, it wasn't really a stink. Wild and masculine and musky, there was an appeal. The same appeal of his firm figure and piercing eyes and rapier wit. Sighing loudly, she shook her head. She was just another cheap whore to him, and he wasn't worth her time, even if she left her trembling from bliss.
Dressed with her pants back on, and her top tied over her breasts, she looked back at him. Say something, her mind hissed at her. Flirt or insult or tease or thank him. Just say something. But nothing came out, and she left without even a goodbye, shaky legs not hiding how good he had given it to her.
- COMMENTS
Gadolfssonabout 3 years agoI highly enjoyed this story! It is well-written, and the smut in particular is written passionately - as it should be, given the circumstances. Only thing I would want to ask for is for more descriptions of characters and enviroments. Other than that - great job! I look forward to the next part.
