[Ryder]
My hand tightened on the steering wheel as the memory from a few hours ago replayed in my head. A low growl tore out of my throat as Jersey's flushed face flashed back into my head.
The way she clenched around me. The way that p***y takes me in.
"f**k!" I growled, my eyes darting to my c**k that was already getting hard.
The things Jersey does to me. She pushes out this side of me that no one else has ever.
No matter how much I've had that p***y, it still feels new. Raw. Tight. I swallowed hard, immediately pushing the thoughts that were trying to crawl back into my head.
It will be over soon. I mean of course it has to be. She's my stepdaughter. My wife's daughter and this has to come to an end.
But why does thinking about that make my heart clench?
I mean, she's still a
