"Oh, come on, Poison," says Jack, pausing to strip off his shirt, shoving his jeans down and all the way off. "You can beg prettier than that, baby. I know. I've heard it."
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"Oh, come on, Poison," says Jack, pausing to strip off his shirt, shoving his jeans down and all the way off. "You can beg prettier than that, baby. I know. I've heard it."