“Hey dad,” Miles smiled as he ran down the stairs and slid into the kitchen. He had the biggest grin on his face and it did something to me. Contentment. Happiness. Home. Except, there is a hole in my chest that I can’t seem to fill because she’s not here. I can’t help but look around the house and see her everywhere. I see her in my kitchen when we came down at midnight for some ice cream, where I took her on the counter as she screamed my name and came on my c**k. I see her in the living room where she rode me, bouncing her beautiful body on top of mine, moaning as the bar in my d**k hit that sweet spot inside her.
I see her in the bedroom, curling up to me, talking to me about her brother and what happened in her past. She didn’t tell me everything. I know this. There’s more she’s keep
