Part Four
Ice
I watched as Aggie wandered through my house. Earlier, her mood had been light, playful. Watching her eat breakfast and joke had made me burn. I’d wanted her in my bed, between my legs, watching her take my cock. I’d been feeling a heavy pull as it begged to be in her wet cunt. As much as it had killed me, I’d let her get dressed and had loaded her up to take her home.
The club came first.
Last night had been an anomaly. Aggie didn’t do drunk. She did tipsy, she did playful, s...
Published on August 05, 2017 23:57