He’s right about one thing. This isn’t me.
I close my eyes and think about the heartache I suffered from him years ago. I was a kid, I know, but no matter what my age was, it felt every bit real. Could I give in to Travis and still keep my heart intact? Would this change anything?
Did I want it to?
I watch as he slips the c****m over his c**k, and my body shivers just watching how hard he is for me. Travis King. Standing in front of me, he’s n***d and hard, ready to f**k me like one of his w****s.
Travis King. As bad as it sounds, I can’t deny how much I want him to use me. I want to use him just as much. I want him to see and feel what he’s been missing out on, and if that means giving a part of my soul away to make that point, then I will. Because the truth is, sleeping with Travis o
