“Did anyone ever tell you you’re a brat?” She resorts to her go-to move: pinching my butt.īut the sting of pain only turns me on. “You thought I was a bitch before?” she says threateningly.
I didn’t experience so much as a dick twitch.Īnd now here I am with Summer, who’s wearing baggy plaid pants and a long-sleeve shirt, who’s shouting obscenities at me, and my dick is raring to go. I just spent the past three hours with a girl who dolled herself up for me, who batted her lashes and touched my hand and all but held up a cardboard sign that said FUCK ME, COLIN! Down.” Summer snarls out the words, and each sharp sound sends another bolt of heat to my cock.
In my defense, I didn’t start this argument off with a boner. Having an angry, squirming Summer wriggling in my arms is just the teeniest bit of a turn-on.
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