'He shut the door behind him, then looked at me. “Tell me a lie,” Louis looked at me, his eyes trailing over my face as if I was a piece of art he could not decipher. Swallowing hard, I frowned; hiding my nervousness, “I’m wearing ladies underwear.” He glared at me, “We both know that, that isn’t a lie. Now do as I...
I bit down on my lip to hold back a moan that was eager to escape. I couldn't help it, his lips felt so good wrapped around my throbbing hard cock. I watched as his head bobbed up and down, his hand pumping my length in perfect rhythm with his mouth. My lips parted as I let out a short gasp as I tried to catch my brea...
When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)