***Flashback Continued***
We square
***CONTENT TRIGGER WARNING*** please be aware that the following content may be seen as triggering to some, however this is fiction and the actions/situations described are in no way condoned by the author.I'm dreaming of a young man, excited to be starting his first day at a training camp, he makes friends and
He yells at the top of his lungs, but Drake very calmly replies.
I wake just as dawn breaks and the view from the large window is stunning. I’m feeling a little on edge after the events of last night and as I dress, I hear movement behind a wall, then the sound of water.
Slowly I pull back and then push forwards again, oh the feeling of her, tight and hot, perfectly made for me. I pick up my pace, a small sheen of sweat beading my brow, I cannot leave this room unless I give her the same pleasure, she gave me.
Trish finished helping with my hair in silence after her outburst and then I asked her to leave. I'm not wearing any finery today since I’m taking Drake up on his offer to go out.
I shouldn’t have taken his bait, but I couldn’t keep quiet listening to him make himself out to be the victim.
“This is amazing Drake; how did you find this place?”
Well that took an unexpected turn, enjoyable but unplanned.