“You missed a bit. Here, let me.”
Sam stopped mid stroke of his razor, and his grin grew sinful, when he spotted what I was wearing.
Point one to me.
“If you help me, dressed like that, I’ll be late for work,” he said. I simply smiled, and put an extra swing in my step.
“And that would be a problem why?”
Just like I knew he would, he stepped back to let me pass, and once I had him trapped between my legs, I had him.
I smiled as I set the razor to his cheating throat and cut.
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