Jayden
That night, no matter how much I touched myself, I couldn't recreate the pleasure and thrill I experienced just from kissing Allison. I considered going to her room, but I worried her roommate might be there.
Then again, it was worth checking-and besides, I could enjoy Allison as much as I wanted, since I was essentially "paying" for it. Was that the right word for it? Either way, I was giving money to some asshole to keep quiet about us, so why shouldn't I benefit from the arrangement? We should have s*x-rough, hardcore s*x that would make her scream nonstop and beg me to stop. Unfortunately for her, I wouldn't. I'd keep on f*****g that p***y because it was mine. Mine, I tell you, and I wouldn't stop until I decided to.
If she thought she could stop me, she had better know she w
