Fight Dirty
His tongue…and holy shit, that big cock.
“You’re disgusting.”
He raises his eyebrows. “I did remember correctly. And you never thought what we did was disgusting before. I seem to remember one particular night in vivid detail that involved you, me, and the roof of your parents’ house. What you wanted me to do to you…I still think about my head between your legs while balancing two stories above the ground.”
“Jackson might hear you,” I hiss, getting turned on and annoyed by Owen’s open dirty talking.
“Nah, he’s too far ahead. Hey, Jackson, we’re going to Disney World,” he says just to prove his point. The boy doesn’t so much as turn around. “See?”
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