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        HegrabbedReyabytheankles,haulingherbodyacrossthegrimymattresstowardhim,anddippedhishead,histongueseekingouttheepicenterofthatimpossiblefragrance.

        Themomenthe''dtastedhermouthearlier,thesheer,honeyedheatofherhadalreadystartedtounhingehim.Now,hewaspastthepointofnoreturn.Someonecouldhaveburiedaknifebetweenhisshoulderbladesrightthenandhewouldn''tgiveadamn.

        "Onefinger,"hegrowledagainstherskin,hisvoicethickandwrecked."Onefingerandyou''reFKingdrowning.God...whydoyoutastelikethis?You''resosweet..."

        TheNeckTatreachedoutandgrabbedhimbythebandana,yankinghisheadbackwithaviolentjerk.

        "Snapoutofit!Don''tlethergetinyourhead,"hehissed,shakinghimlikeadog."Didyoualreadyforgetaboutthatoldman''scorpsetheytossedintothevat."

        TheRedBandanajustswipedatongueoverhislowerlip,hiseyesglazedandunfocused.Heslappedthehandawaywithasneer.

        "Ifyou''retoopussytohandlethis,gostandinthecornerandletarealmanhavehisfun."

        Hetorethebandanaoffentirely,revealingascalpthatlookedlikeabotchedjob—half-bald,scarred,andpatchy,asifsomeonehadtriedtoscalphimandquithalfwaythrough.Withoutasecondthought,heturnedbacktoReyaandburiedthreefingers—theonesbrandedwithL-O-V—deepinsideher.

        "Jesus,"hegroaned,"you''vegotnoideahowsheclinches.Whenyoufinallygoinforreal,pulse-to-pulse,you''llblowyourloadinasecond,guaranteed."

        Thefrictionofhisrough,callousedfingersagainstherslick,delicateheatwasaviolentcontrast.Everythrustdraggedoutmoreslickness,splatteringthegrime-cakedmattressindark,heavyblots.

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