DILLON
I'm on the front porch, watching the sunset when Olivia drives into the yard. I sat here about an hour ago waiting for her, watching the sunset was just something to keep me busy while I waited.
She climbs out of the car one leg after the other, the slit on her purple dress parting and exposing an amount of thigh skin just enough to make me hard. She looks beautiful. I fidget in my seat, trying to take care of my hardness as she approaches but with every step she takes, the slit parts showing even more skin.
"Where are you coming from?" I ask as she walks past me without saying a word.
She stops and tilts her head in my direction, "Marshall's cabin, I met him at the pack prison and thought I could give him a ride."
"What were you doing at the pack prison?" I curiously ask.
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