~ Troy
I didn't get a single thing done today, all that clouded my mind was Lauren.
The moment she walked into that kitchen half dressed everything else stopped moving. I couldn’t hear the sound of the eggs or even remember the meetings I had been preparing for all week.
They blurred into white noise behind the image of her n*****s pressing against that paper-thin, begging to be pinched, to be touched and sucked/
I groaned and leaned back in my office chair, dragging my hand down my face.
Fucking someone wouldn’t help, not when I knew the only image that’d get me off was my goddamn stepdaughter just saying my name like it was the filthiest thing in the world.
And f**k it was.
Which made it so much worse that I wanted to hear it again, over and over again.
My c**k hardened again, st
