10
Angelina
I fit a pair of hoops through my earlobes and rub my lip glossed lips together, looking in the mirror. Jared’s already at the club working—he’s eased off sticking with me every second of the day, but it’s Saturday night and I’ll be down there to dance in an hour.
My limbs are loose, my butt still tingles and I’m sore in several key places from the spanking and s*x Jared gave me before he left.
He said if he didn’t, he wouldn’t be able to stand watching me dance up on the box tonight. That he’d tear the heads off all the guys who looked at me and the spanking I’d get after would be way worse.
It’s so wrong that I want to tempt that fate. Because every minute I’m with Jared brings the sharp pain of knowing we can’t be together, even though we’re perfect for each other. With
