RAW DESIRES:{50 Stories of Passion}
’ She replied instantly: ‘Spill!
Mia waited by her car, leaning against the hood in her tight jeans and crop top, that knowing grin already on her face. We'd been spilling secrets since middle school, and yeah, I’d confessed more than once how bad I wanted Bruce to bend me over and rail me senseless. “Girl, what?” she squealed as I hopped in the passenger seat, barely containing my buzz.
I leaned back, crossing my legs, feeling the slickness between them. “He fucked me. Twice today. In the kitchen this morning, in the living room just now. God, his dick is huge…stretched me so good, I can still feel him.”