Lust and Lies: An Erotic Collection
Derick, who had no idea what I have just done.
I touched my lips, then my neck, then lower—just once, through my skirt—and felt her breath catch.
I grabbed my bag, got out of the car, and walked toward the apartment.
I walked into the apartment still feeling Mr. Grant’s cum leak out of me with every step.
Derick was on the couch in a t-shirt and sweatpants, scrolling on his phone. He looked up and smiled.
“Hey, baby. Long day?”
“Yeah.”
I went straight to the shower, but I didn’t wash between my legs. I left his cum inside me on purpose. When I came out in just a towel, Derick was already hard. He pulled me onto the bed and kissed me like he always did—soft, familiar, safe.