The Drama of the Horny Girlfriend
“Where are you taking me?” Rylie squealed.
I dragged her down the tax lady's street, saying, “I'm taking you home. Unless you want me to f**k you right here in the road.”
Rylie's knees buckled the same way Melanie's had when I got her up against her dresser. “No, I... oh god, you wanna... oh, wow!”
When she recovered from the wobbly legs, she started running down the street. She giggled in a way that sounded s*x-starved, even though we'd f****d a couple days ago.
Ever since I stayed at her place to give Chris the run of the house, it seemed like Rylie expected me to crash at her apartment every night.
I didn't want to do that.
Rylie was exhausting to be around. When we were together, it was date night 24/7. She expected constant romance, consta
