I HADN’T ALWAYS BEEN one to dance around my room in my bra and panties. It was something I had taken up after I had been left to live with Miles, my mom’s ex. My mom had dumped the both of us and ran off with yet another guy.
Miles was more angry than heartbroken about her and it seemed to cheer him up when he’d walk past my room, the door conveniently left open, giving him a view of my sexy body as I shook my ass to the music. I knew he wanted me. So I gave him the chance.
That was over a year ago. We’d been f*****g ever since.
It was no secret to him that I could get any guy I wanted. And that I did, on occasion, f**k guys my own age. He must have known I’d always go back to him. He knew exactly how to turn me on. How to drive me absolutely wild with lustful need.
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