Evan
This might be the worst day to get chased by bad guys.
I'm feeling dizzy. I haven't had enough blood, and I'm waltzing around inside Stella's room naked with a f*****g boner.
Oh, brother.
The werewolves run up their staircase, and I hastily grab my boxers.
My eyes roam over Stella's short, beautiful frame and the red hair that frames her round, pink cheeks.
Big eyes.
Freckles.
Even her smile is cute, even though she is scared.
All I want is to kiss those cute t**s and wrap my arms around her. Go down on her and let myself rot between her legs.
But Stella doing me wouldn't have been bad either.
Fuck me.
I can't believe I was so close to getting pleased and touched by her. My muscles are tense, and there is a bulge in my boxers. I haven't had s*x for what feels like an
