You Like It Hard Like Me by exoticdeviance

You Like It Hard Like Me

Daryl’s gloved hand flops to the floor between them. It’s the first sign of defeat, but Beth bites her lip to hold back. He hasn’t said yes just yet.

“I don’t fuckin’ own shit nice enough for a weddin’.”

She grins.

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