The Bully Games
I laugh as she straddles me, struggling with my zipper before pulling it all down, boxers and all, exposing the length of me, hard and twitching.
Knowing she has me right where she wants me, she reaches down and grabs me, squeezing as she pumps her hand up and down, telling me about all the evil little things she has planned for Lily, knowing my anger fuels our passion. I place my hand under her skirt, moving her thong out of the way so that I can tease her opening, cursing her as my finger enters her and she moans.
“She will never be enough for you, Atticus,” Evie hisses between moans. “She will never give you what you need. If she saw this side of you, she’d hate you. She’d never let you n
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