~Kelvin~
“Come on. Let’s go upstairs.” I’m outside, on the side of the packhouse. It’s a dark corner that people rarely visit. I have Jasmine pushed up against the packhouse, my face buried in her neck. I swear I can’t get enough of her. Since I never know how long she’s going to stick around, I try to spend all of my time with her when she’s in town.
“Move, Kelvin, before someone sees us.” Jasmine tries to push against me, but I’m not budging. We both know she could get away if she really wanted to. Sometimes, I think she just enjoys the chase.
“I couldn’t care less if someone sees us or not. That’s your hang-up, not mine. I’d turn you around and ravage your pretty pu.ssy right here and now if you wouldn’t kill me for doing it. Either you have no idea how I feel about you, or you’re
