Driving my Lincoln on the way to pick up Jessica at work, it dawned on me she had me wrapped around her little finger already. It was the second day Jessica had ridiculously insisted on going to work, and I played along.
What else could I do?
God knows I was falling for a lot more than just her precious p***y. And I hadn’t even been inside her yet.
Didn’t want to rush her.
No matter how hard it was killing me not to shove her against the wall in one of those c**k teasing dresses she wore.
It wouldn’t take much effort to shove the flimsy fabric over her hips and drive myself into her sweet heat.
I knew that much.
And, Dio santo! I remembered being between her legs.
The taste of her was beyond delicious.
Men boast their women taste sweet, but her flavor was something far better, som
