FALLING FOR MY DAD'S BEST FRIEND
“Not until you beg me to fuck you senseless.”
“Aaron.” I feel a surge of rage welling up inside me as she whimpers.
“Nope!” he grunts, grinding himself against her rear without opening the door like she wants.
“But I’m already so sore, baby. I don’t think I can—”
“Make up your fucking mind, sweetheart. Do you want me in or out?”
The double entendre makes me sick to my stomach.
Shit, I wanna throw up.
Coraline unleashes a torrent of curses before reluctantly agreeing. “Alright, alright, fine. But you better take me home.”