5
Stone
My d**k spurted one last time inside heaven, and before two seconds passed, I cursed myself. My lack of control. My giving into temptation like a goddamn horny punk who couldn’t keep his d**k inside his pants.
I f*****g knew better.
Even though my usual spidey-sense lay quiet in the back of my brain, promising safety to the one I’d been hired to protect, I couldn’t help but feel like a damn failure.
Warden was going to kill me.
So was Giada’s dad—if the judge ever found out I’d stuck my finger up his daughter’s a*s and f****d her young p***y.
No way to hide the l**t between us, though. Yeah, we’d slaked it for a time, I knew while lifting my head to study the gorgeous face inches from mine, but I’d be back on her like a front snap kick given the shot.
Her dark lashes flutte
