Chapter 16
JESSE
I don’t deserve her. But I need her all the same.
I can overlook one little lie from Marilyn. Especially when I have so many of my own right now.
Honesty has always been high on my priority list. Especially after surviving parents like mine.
But tonight, truth takes on a brand new twist—a different face. And that face is Marilyn’s.
A vision of erotic perfection, her lips—both sets of them—spread for my eyes to take in. Her slightly hiked dress gives me a glimpse of the black thong beneath barely covering her damp pink p***y. The sight of it, gleaming slightly from her arousal underneath her dress, makes me harder than I ever could have imagined, and I reach for her high heels, slipping each shoe from her tiny feet.
Sliding my hands up her left leg, pushing her dress
