One Night Stand with My Stepdad
Then, the weight of a warm, delicate body curled against my side brought the reality of the night crashing back into my mind.
I shifted slightly, propping myself up on one elbow to look down at the girl sleeping soundly beside me.
In the stark, harsh light of dawn, she looked even younger, her long hair tangled wildly across my dark silk sheets. The dark purple bruise on her left cheek stood out prominently against her pale skin—a violent, ugly mark that made my jaw tighten with an uninvited surge of irritation. Last night, in the heat of the moonlight and the alcohol, she had been a wild, unhinged creature, begging me to split her open, milking my dick with a frantic, desperate hunger that