Unhinged Onley James Novels & Stories

Kale pov So I might have slipped up a little and given my nephew the fact that I was the one talking to him on the hotline. Yeah, big mistake. I honestly did not know that was where Miles worked. A few months back, when the obsession with him started eating me alive every single night, I downloaded the app on a whim. Anonymous. Just voices and filthy words to take the edge off. That’s when I met James. Cute guy. Good at the role-play. He called me Daddy without hesitation, moaned prettily when I described bending him over, and never once made it weird. It was easy. Detached. Exactly what I needed to keep Miles out of my head.