Craving My Father's Best Friend
His eyes were dark, drunk, and holding something I almost recognized.
I walked in, neither of us saying a word. The moment the door closed, I knew this was really happening. I was allowing myself to be fucked in the ass.
As in…an anal. Oh, jeez.
Ronan walked up behind me and held me, his hands around my body. It should have made me relax, but I tensed even more.
“It’s okay…calm down,” he said, massaging my shoulders.
“I don’t… I don’t think I can do this,” I whispered, my eyes moving around the room until they landed on it—the leash, sitting pretty on the couch.
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