Meghan
Aaron is excited as he hears that. I am already wet and I can feel my pants getting wet. He is gorgeous, and I can’t help but feel that way. His lemon eyes seduce me like they had that night. His beige-blonde hair is almost perfect except for one strand of hair hanging over his forehead like Superman. He is my Superman.
Aaron wraps his hands around me, pulling me closer to him and I can’t help but feel drawn to him. This isn’t right. We shouldn’t be doing this, especially after finding out that I was pregnant with his child, but that seemed to make everything more spicy.
I crush my lips against his and I can feel his hands running along my bare back. It sends jitters down my spine and I can’t help but yearn for me. I wanted him, and I was going to get him.
Behind him, the gol
