I gasped and squawked as my body shifted again. Stretching like new to wrap around him. Like a mouth sucking on a lollipop.
“Eric!” I said somewhere between begging and angry.
“Tell me you’re backing out.” He paused.
Never. I can’t.
“You know I won’t!”
“Yes,” He began easing in and out of me again. “I do.”
This is why he made that stupid bet. He knew from the get what he had planned. Knew I was Tomboy and that he’d somehow manage to beat me in that stupid race.
Again…
“Why did you have that condom in your pocket?” I demanded in an accusatory tone.
“Because a guy is a fool not to have one with him if he’s going on a date with a beautiful girl.”
I felt my skin heat at the compliment while I was still annoyed, he’d come prepared to have s*x with me. As if he’d expected to.
As
