Under The Naked Moon

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the first word would be a scream. I had stayed longer than I was supposed to, and she must have gotten home to meet my absence. So, as I predicted, she was yelling on the phone, asking about my

ng that he stay with his friends instead. I didn't want to impose, especially since my mind had conjured up an image of Jayson as a daring motorbike rider, which terrified me. I remember our neighbour in Minnesota who died in a motor

ldn't help but glance at Jayson's friends, who were sharing an amused look. Alex looked at his man Raymond and b

, that is his car." My jaw dropped in surprise. Jayson, with his youthful appearance, was the owner of such an expensive car. Thoughts raced through my mind, and one particu

he reference brought a playful blush to my cheeks. I smiled like some roasted goat with my 32 all exposed. I tried to cover my face with my hair, but the stubborn Jayson us

u home," Jayson insisted, ignoring my protests. He seemed genuine

I had so much I wanted to say, but shyness held my tongue. He was so handsome, and he played this soft romance song by Ed Sheeran, "Perfect," and he indeed was perfect. In my mind, I sang along while he hummed to the song. Occasionally, he will glance at me during the ride, causing me to turn my head and gaze out th

te him inside because my mom would be home, and I couldn't just bring a man over without explana

knees. I felt this sweetness rush all over me and cause me to drool even more. My ass felt so slippery. I wished I dared to initiate more, or even ask him in, an

e true. I'd never had a boyfriend before, and now, without any effort on my part, I had the guy of my dreams kiss me. And I think t

om, Maria, who could be quite the stealthy observer at times. She had witnessed the entire scene.

eyes sparkling with amusement. My cheeks flushed even de

osity getting the best of her. "Now tell me, who is that handsome bo

but my mom's persistence broke through my defences

riends?" Mom asked; she still had that annoying smile.

might be more, but I'm not sure." I hinted, a

w he kissed you, and you liked it, little thief.

trying to sniff my thighs. "Are you wet? What? Hahahaha, my little girl is craving