Dexter

I was back on my feet before she ended that sentence.

“You better not be fucking with me, because I swear to God, I’ll go through another nervous breakdown if you’re joking,” I growled. She giggled and something flickered in her eyes. I spotted her lust straight away. She was turned on while I was worried about her emotional well-being.

I bet her pussy was already soaking for me. Flaming desire blinded me for a second and I lifted her off her chair. She was hanging on my shoulder, laughing hysterically.

“Get the fuck out of here,” I snapped at the waiter when he walked through the door with...