Siegfried: Who’s the guy in the suit? Me: Brother-in-law Why did he ask that? Siegfried: You should eat breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day. Siegfried is probably right. I didn’t eat hardly anything last night, and it will be a while until lunch. I sit down at the kitchen island,
“You know, if you had Rosie, things like this wouldn’t happen.” “What did you say?” I ask my office manager, who looks up from her tablet and blinks. “I said that if you had audio, things like this wouldn’t happen.” She shakes her head and goes back to uploading my files. “I don’t know how the own
I don’t know how she can see right through me, but it’s probably all the years we’ve spent together. She’s never pulled punches, but I’m surprised at her telling me to go have some babies. I get my phone, check the time, and grab my keys. She’s right about one thing for sure, I’ve got to send Dalto
“Hey.” She smiles at me as she looks up and down the street. “Are you here for Dalton?” “Yeah, but I’m happy to see you.” My tongue swipes over the edge of my teeth as I think about pulling her ponytail and wrapping it around my wrist while she goes down on me. Fuck, I’ve got to get a grip. This is
“Mr. Gomez?” There is no way I heard him correctly. I must have somehow made up what he said because there’s no way those words came out of his mouth. My mind began to spin when he scolded Kyle, but the firmness in his tone did something to my body. I thought I felt some kind of dominance in his te
“I would kill him.” I swear the air inside the vehicle thickens, and there’s a flutter of excitement in my stomach. “But I wasn’t talking about him.” His eyes go to the mirror again to get another look between my legs. “You were all alone with me.” I was, but I don’t see the problem with that. In f
I’m throbbing in my pants as her taste sits on my tongue and the scent of her pussy fills this car. Never in my right mind would I have done something like that before I met Rosie, but since I laid eyes on my little flower, I can’t seem to think straight. My little flower. Fuck, what’s come over m
I’m not late getting up for school this morning. In fact, I’m so early it’s ridiculous. It took me forever to get to sleep last night because all I could think about was Siegfried. I’m still having trouble believing the things we did. There’s been one major problem, though, and that’s all the text