ILLICIT DADDIES: DARK, DIRTY & DANGEROUS [COMPILATION]
My black ankle leather boots had saved my toes from stubbing rocks many times.
“Yes, we are,” he eye rolled, that familiar teasing glint in his eyes, “you want to be a crybaby now? Looking for mommy and daddy?”
In a half laugh, I reached out a fist to launch a playful punch on his shoulder, “fuck you.”
I saw his eyes briefly glance up the long length of my slim legs, then gazes up back at me, a stupid smirk masking his handsome expression, “I appreciate the offer, but, no thanks,”
I thought I saw something hot flash through his face, but I told myself I was being delusional.