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OLIVIA

My mouth falls open.

No, this is too tempting.

If I scream, he will shove his dick in my mouth. Should I just scream and let him do it?

I don't know how the thought of his dick in my mouth comes into my mind. Now, I find myself thinking about how his dick would feel in my mouth.

What does it even look like? Long and veiny?

Oh shit, where do all these dirty thoughts come from? When do I become this way?

I have always known that I have a darker side, but not to this extent.

Where is it all coming from?

Even I am taken aback by how dirty my thoughts have become. What kind of spell does Aiden have over me, that he can make me shed my good girl image?

"Good girl," Aiden murmurs, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I look up at him through the rearview mirror, and his eyes meet mine for a few seconds. A corner of his mouth curls into a sly grin before he turns his attention back to the road.

"I like how you listen to me. You are so obedient," He adds. "That is what a good girl doe