Lana's always there... bare thighs, tight cheer outfit, eyes full of wicked plans.
She knows exactly how to push me. How to bend, stretch, whisper. How to wear nothing under her skirt and flash it like a weapon.
I told myself no.
Then she climbed onto my lap and rode me until I forgot how to breathe.
Now, I can't stop.
She shows up uninvited. Begging. Pushing limits. She wants more, every time.
And I give it to her.
In the kitchen. The garage. Under the bleachers. In the back of my truck.
I'm not her boyfriend. I'm her obsession.
She's mine. And I'm not pulling out.
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Cherry Peach writes the world's hottest stories about good girls gone wild and the older men who can't resist them. When she's not writing steamy fantasies, she's probably biting her lip and dreaming up the next one.
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