Stalking The Smut Slut
I step into her and reach around, one hand cupping her ass, then yanking her into my chest.
"I'm not your father, but I can be your daddy." I fire back flirtatiously.
"What the fuck, B?" You tell me to fuck off, but you're seeing her?" I let her go and step away, savoring the aroused look on her face.
"Man, I was fucking with her. Just shut the fuck up and come back in, or you're not going to stay here."
“Okay, I'll spend a few days with Harley.” I pause briefly as I try to process what he just said. Knowing what will happen if they stay together, disgust and jealousy course through me, causing my hands to shake frantically.