"Don't write when your with me," He said to me, letting go of my sweater.
"No matter how many times you get nervous or stammer, I'll still listen, always."
I chewed on the inside of my cheek before speaking.
"We should p-play a game or s-something,"
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
*****READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*****DETAILED SMUT AND STRONG LANGUAGE*****
"You can ride me as long as you want," I tell my little Angel, "But if you keep up this pace," I groan, resting my hands on her hips, "You're going to break me."