Little Lunatic

by Nova Kane

I’d shoot my load into her favorite coconut lotion bottle, so the next morning, she’d be rubbing me all over herself without ever knowing it.

“You’re mine. You were always meant to be mine, and now that you are, I’m not fucking letting you go. I don't care what anyone thinks or has to fucking say about it. If people don’t like it, I’ll show them how I handle problems.”

“Fuck, you’re such a good girl. My fucking good girl,”