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Rhea Reid Carson POV ( A.K.A CHERRY )

My body is trembling because what if my mom and my entire family find out about it? No no no, it can't happen why I'm being scared all of a sudden of him and his desire with me?

He doesn't know that I have a crush on him right? I'm feeling all guilty for video calling him this wet dream will be the death of me. Not gonna lie I'm ready to be fucked by him every single day. I can sell my pussy to him from 9 to 5, 5 to 9. But this sudden feeling of being guilty is consuming me from the inside.

The reason for my entire existence is just ready outside to have sex with me even then I feel that it shouldn't just happen why is it so difficult?

Cause imma to give my virginity to him? Or I'm scared that what if he forgets this night? Or I'm just too wet to be his? What the heck is that?

I got another notification on my phone and it read "Aren't you being a little tease huh?" He sent it.
Double shit. First I provoked the shit out of him. And now I want to think about my virginity. Triple shit.

It's killing but I gotta go and see him. Maybe I will kiss him and then shut the door. It's a bad idea, right? It's just a kiss. No what if he wants to fuck me.

100 shits. I quickly went to my bathroom washed my hands and changed into my random oversized t-shirt with my mini shorts. I was looking normal.

I internally smirked.

I went out of my room and opened the door for him making sure my mommy didn't wake up cause whose mother would want to see their daughter have sex in the hallway right?

I was trembling but I needed to maintain my cool. As I opened I saw his 6ft something huge gigantic body standing at my door frame looking all handsome and sexy. His blue eyes stare into my soul. He was wearing all black from top to bottom all fucking gorgeous. So sexy that I would strip for him every day. That's my man.

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