"𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐨𝐡 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧' 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭"
Macabre was from the hood, she definitely wasn't used to the finer things. But after being kicked out of her home in Cincinnati, Ohio by her mother, she would soon see the other side of life.
her stepmom. who would've thought? - "tell me to stop," she started, "tell me to remove my hands from your neck and walk out of the bathroom." felony urged and i rolled my bottom lip between my teeth. "do you want me to stop?" i shook my head slowly, "no."
"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especially with me bent over her desk with my hands held behind my back. "Oh so...