Chapter 121

Okay, sorry, but short intrusion here.

I’ve never been comfortable using certain words for body parts. I guess, like not using profanity, it was just drilled into me when I was little that ‘good girls’ don’t say certain words. I’d certainly been able to avoid it with past boyfriends, because, well, sex was nice and all, but I didn’t need to do much more besides point or touch and say ‘here’ or ‘that’ or ‘this.’

But, I’ve got to be honest… as I was staring at him, about to pull off that towel…

…I didn’t want to be a good girl anymore.

I wanted him so bad.

And I wanted to be bad.

I’m blushing as I’m telling you this… but it turns me on, too.

Soooo… I know I’ve recounted a lot of stuff that is certainly far off the ‘straight and narrow path,’ but I’ve largely tried to be a ‘good girl’ up to this point.

But I can’t keep on that way…

…because, at that moment, kneeling before him, wanting him so badly, something inside me changed. And I can’t pretend anymore that it didn’t.

I kissed the th