“You can’t leave me like this,” she whimpered. I lifted her out of the truck, making sure her body was pressed against mine. “I can.” I fisted her hair, tilting her head back. “I want you to be reminded with every step that your pussy is all pink and puffy and dripping because of me.” My chest rumbled, and Olive whined. I gently patted her ass. “Come on, sweetheart. Let’s get some books.”
…YESSSSSSS
