Page 67 of Death Dreams

“Hmmm…sounds okay, I guess,” Ryder answered. “How about his lips? Are they full and pouty? Can they suck a cock the proper way?”

With a saucy smile, Remi answered, “Well, if you can guarantee to keep that cat from coming anywhere close to me, I guess we could conduct our first…interview.” He licked his lips and made his tongue do a little dance before disappearing back inside his mouth.

“Fuck,” Ryder hissed. “You’re hired.”