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Vegas trip
Gavriel's POV
"Why is your jet here?" Camille asked when Marcus swerved the car to a halt.
"Because we're going to Vegas," I replied and stepped out of the car. Walking round the vehicle, I pulled open the door and watched her step out, a look of awe on her face.
"This evening? We're going to Vegas?"
"Yes. I promised to feed you, didn't I?" She was surprised. Good. I wanted to keep her that way.
"There are restaurants in California," she said, giving me a look of disbelief.
"You'll love this one," I said, holding out a hand.
She slipped those dainty fingers in mine and for a minute I pictured them wrapped around my cock before mentally shaking myself.
Food. I had to feed her.
We got into the jet and
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