-Caleb- “Do you want to press charges?” Jacey’s hand gripped mine as the police officer spoke. “I…” she mumbled. She looked at me. “I…” “I’ll support whatever decision you make, baby,” I said, trying to sooth her by rubbing her hand with my thumb. “Keeping in mind your father’s about to have ano
I kissed Jacey’s hand. “That’s how I feel about you. Please don’t doubt that. Ever.” My voice hitched while I said it. Jacey looked stricken. “I’m sorry, Caleb. I was just self-conscious there for a bit. I never should have thought, even for a second…” I caressed her wounded cheek, careful to avoi
-Jacey- We soaked the bed with sweat and cum and my lubricating juices. Absolutely soaked it. And still, Caleb couldn’t get enough. When I thought I couldn’t move ever again, he fed me power bars. He gave me energy drinks by transferring the liquid from his mouth to mine. I felt like a baby bird.
“Caleb.” Mr. Masterson acknowledged him with an incline of his head. “And you must be Jacey.” “Yes, sir,” I swallowed. “Have we outstayed our welcome?” Mr. Masterson’s expression softened. “No, dear. I’m sorry, I tend to be intimidating, they say. Good for the boardroom. Bad for meeting new people
-Caleb- “Baby, I’m here. I’m right here,” I told Jacey as we entered the district attorney’s office. It had been a few days, and I’d slept blissfully well, but Jacey had tossed and turned, still unsure about accusing her father of assault. When the district attorney called us, Jacey was already a
Jacey smiled, and I breathed out a sigh of relief. “Yeah. Let’s.” *** Will’s pool was more like a grotto with a hidden cave behind a small waterfall feature that had nice mood lighting. I privately had a word with Will, and he let us have the pool all to ourselves. But still, I wasn’t going to fu
-Jacey- I woke in the early hours, when it was still dark. At first, I didn’t know what had woken me, but then Caleb thrashed his head back and forth and groaned. “Caleb,” I whispered, cupping his cheek. “Caleb, it’s a bad dream…” Caleb swatted at my hand, his eyelids flying open. At first, he st
I beamed at him. “I’m glad.” “So?” Caleb asked. “So… what?” I responded. “So… do I make you happy, even when I’m not dick-deep in you?” Caleb smiled. I cuddled him. “I get excited every time I see you and sad when we’re apart. I don’t know if that will last forever, but I do know you’re always g