Christ, I was getting way too old to sleep on the couch.
The morning sun woke me up, and sitting up, my back protested. It ached almost as much as my c**k has done ever since introducing myself to her in the grocery store yesterday.
I rubbed my eyes and thought back to the first time I’d seen Jessica cross main street a year ago, head down, her feet shuffling quickly over the crosswalk, as if worried she was holding up my Lincoln.
I swear I knew right then.
Plenty of men were what my girl cousins called “alpha-holes.”
Whatever the f**k that meant.
I didn’t need a new word to help me understand exactly what they were getting at. Men who sought to prove themselves men at every opportunity, even in the bedroom. I’d witness firsthand how some doms ruled over their woman in a way that kep
