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“Let’s add things up. A hurricane pummels the East Coast the day I’m supposed to fly home, and my flight is canceled.”
Is this about Helene?? Ill throw up
“My ex-boyfriend is getting married next month, and I had to plan the wedding.”
Thats crazy
“No,” I admitted. “He’s cute, but he was too young for me. I didn’t think the four-year age gap would matter that much, but after a few weeks, I knew it was never going to work.”
Oh
“Be serious,” I told her, although I’d secretly googled sperm banks near me like ten times in the last few months and then immediately deleted my search history.
Yay breeding kink
Our middle sister had recently spoken her vows in the orchard at Cloverleigh Farms, after a whirlwind courtship that had involved a fake engagement to her best friend from high school—the one who’d loved her all along. “That should have been easy, but they made it complicated.”
Oh im guessing thats a book
One with piercing dark eyes, a chiseled jaw, and a magic dick?”
Ill take one
Magic dick strongly implied? CHECK. Go talk to him. See if you can get under its spell. ITS THICK, THROBBING SPELL.
LMAFO
He looked over my head at the bartender. “She’s with me.”
Oh my heart
“It’s fuckin’ obvious what you thought.” The stranger’s words were laced with fury, but he kept his volume low. Somehow it was even scarier than if he’d yelled. “Now get the fuck out of here, and don’t even look in her direction as you walk out, or you’ll be trying to do it with two broken legs.”
Breathless...
“Did you hear him threaten me?” “Yep,” said the bartender with a quick nod. “Aren’t you going to do something about it?” “Nope.” The bartender folded his arms over his chest.
kay bye
ZACH
Thats our silver fox daddys name??
Sit on my face. Put your hand in my pants. Let me rub the tip of my cock on that little dimple that appears in your cheek when you smile.
Oh... Om
“Wow. You’re in great shape,” she said. “You don’t even have suspenders holding up your pants. I mean, you could be wearing sock garters, but who can tell? Maybe I should check your wallet for an AARP card.” I gave her a menacing glare. “I’m taking my pity point back.”
HAaaa
“That depends,” she said with a coquettish tilt of her head. “Earlier you mentioned I’d be safe with you. If I go up to your room, does that mean you’re going to keep your hands to yourself?” “No. My hands will be all over your body.” Leaning closer, I put my lips against her ear. “My hands, my mouth, and my cock. Baby, if you say yes, you’re going to be up all fucking night.”
Woo damn
“You are infuriatingly, indecently beautiful,” I told her. “And I might never forgive you for making me want you so badly.” She put a hand over my cock, which strained against the denim. “Are you going to punish me for it?” “Hard and repeatedly.”
This dialogue!?
Her begging made me wonder for a second if she’d been with an asshole who not only had to be asked to make her come this way but had stopped before it happened. What the actual fuck was wrong with young guys? It made me even more determined to take her all the way there.
Oh thats awkward
“Spank me.”
Damn Millie
“Shhh. Did that hurt?” “Yes,” I whispered through clenched teeth. “Good.” He did it again, cracking his palm across the opposite cheek, then covering them both, rubbing gently. “That’s the only way you’ll learn.”
Ahhh
As I walked out, I blew him a silent kiss and left the room without a single regret.
For now
Waking up hard, getting myself off, showering up, going on about the business of being close to fifty, divorced, the father of an adult son I’d never even met, and worried that somewhere along the line I’d peaked, only I couldn’t tell you exactly when or where that was.
Ok so since we dont know the son this wont be awkward
Mason Holt. My son.
So we DO know him???
Hello, This will probably come as a shock to you, but I think I might be your son.
Whata way to find iut
Did I owe him an apology if I’d never known of his existence?
Thas a good question
Molasses and Muffin,
Cute!
And Brendan, the guy I’d dated before Mason, had just moved to Denver with his new wife, Sasha. I’d introduced them too—she used to cut my hair. Daniel, the boyfriend before that, was expecting twins with his wife, Amy. An invitation to the baby shower was on my fridge.
Oof
“I think that’s too soon,” said her mother. “Taylor needs more time to lose the weight.”
What a bitch
“I think we both need to put Mason’s feelings first, and that means keeping what happened between us to ourselves.”
Hes 28…
Does Mason say, ‘Hey Mom, can you pass the turkey?’”
He wouldnt
“So I’m—I’m going to delete your number, okay? And you delete mine. That way we won’t even be tempted.” “Okay.”
Stupid
“I like that.” I took the card and dragged the width of it along her inner thigh, from her knee to the apex of her body. Then I did the same on her other leg, up her outer thigh this time, and over her hip, across her stomach—she shivered—between her breasts. I teased one nipple with it, then the other, licking my lips as I watched them grow hard. Leaning over her body, I took one perfect peak in my mouth, circling it with my tongue before sucking hungrily.
SCREAM
“Baby, you took my breath away the night we met.” Playfully, I bit her inner thigh. “Now fucking sit on my face before I lose my mind.”
Take my money
He looked over at me, his scowl deepening. “What’s so funny?” “I’m sorry,” I said, collapsing into giggles. “But it’s just so ridiculous. You do not look like any grandpa I’ve ever known.” He rocketed off the mattress and tipped me onto my back, my head at the foot of the bed. “Hey!” he barked. “I told you not to say that word.” “Uh oh. Are you going to punish me?” His dark eyes narrowed. “I think you know the answer to that.”
Lololo
Then I deleted her number.
Fuck!
Then I got off the bed, grabbed my keys, and drove to her house.
DAMN!
He wrapped me in his arms again, pulling me tighter to his broad, warm chest. “I think about you every minute of the day. I wish I could be the one, Millie Rose.” “Maybe in another life, you could have been.” Tears leaked silently from my eyes.
I hate you both
Once again, the tears threatened to undo me. I put my head down again, listening to his heart beat while he held me close. I love you too, I mouthed. But like him, I didn’t say the words aloud.
Dammit
I closed my eyes. “I gave her the necklace. I made her cry.” “In a good way? Like, happy tears?” “No. In a sad, fucked-up, you-just-made-everything-worse way.” Jackson exhaled. “Well. Merry Christmas.”
Fuck im sad
“I couldn’t,” I said, looking up at him again. “No one would ever take care of her like I could. The thought makes me sick.” Jackson’s arms went out. “So what the fuck are you still doing in my kitchen?”
I like jackson
“I was nervous,” he admitted. “But I decided it was worth the risk.” “That took a lot of courage.” Mason shrugged, his mouth tipping into a crooked smile. “I get it from my dad.”
Shut uppppppp
“You’re my north, south, east, and west, Millie Rose. You ground me, you guide me, you inspire me. And I’m madly in love with you.”
Im dyinf
