I AM NOTHING WITHOUT MY BILLIONAIRE SUGAR DADDY
Jackson said as he kissed my tummy.
"Yeah, good night, Jack. Dream about us, us three," I said to Jack. "Okay, that's fine, I'll," Jack assured. "Let me go lock the door so we can sleep naked because of the heat and won't cause Felicia to bump inside forgetting we now stay in this room," I said to him. "Go ahead then," Jackson only uttered. Jack, Jack, he's asleep already; he still forgot to take his medications. He wants to feel alive quickly and have a good time, I guess. He's fucking loving the vibe with my sister, and he also wants to forget that he's in a wheelchair. I hope he recovers sooner than the scan date. He's so strong within, and I love him so, so dearly. I thought deeply.