Cameron
This was pure torture.
If you think you knew what a nightmare was, you didn’t know what I was facing right now. There was a thin line between a nightmare and a sweet dream.
This…was what it felt like right now.
It’d been, what, seven hours since I tucked Rachel into our bed. More like I f****d her ninety-nine ways until the next century. I just couldn’t help myself. The second I managed to slide my d**k into her tight virgin p***y, I couldn’t stop. I had to f**k her over and over, again and again, to remind her she belonged to me. Her p***y was addictive. More dangerous than drugs, but I was willing to let myself become an addict. I worshipped her p***y like nothing else.
I believed the correct words were make love. I used to cringe at the words. Now, well, look at me. This t
