I want to ruin her, but I can’t ruin my best friend. She’s too good. But if I only get her once, I’m going to make sure she won’t forget me anytime soon. I’m going to claim her, so every time someone else is inside her, she’ll be thinking of me. I lift her off my lap so she’s standing. She wobbles on her feet and turns to look at me. “Take off all your clothes,” I say, and I lean back against the couch, palming myself through my sweatpants. “I want to watch.”
