For the last few weeks, Sophie and Mr. Taylor have been doing their best to keep their relationship a secret. With Prom approaching, Sophie is under more pressure than ever to keep up the pretenses of being a single girl.
Will Mr. Taylor find a way to give Sophie the Prom Night she’s always dreamed about?
For the last few weeks, Sophie and Mr. Taylor have been doing their best to keep their relationship a secret. With prom approaching, Sophie is under more pressure than ever to keep up the pretenses of being a single girl.
Will Mr. Taylor find a way to give Sophie the prom night she’s always dreamed about?
From the patio, I could see through the sliding glass doors and into the darkened kitchen, but when I tried the latches, they were both locked. There was another set of glass double doors at the back of the house though that opened right into Jack’s bedroom. My skin tingled with excitement when I realized he’d left them unlocked for me.
The moment my gaze landed on his king-size bed, memories flooded my brain—thoughts of him inching his way down, kissing me, working his way toward my sensitive clit, fingers sliding inside, stretching me as he prepared me to take his thick cock. Dizzy with lust, my fingertips skimmed the soft sheets, remembering how I clutched them in my hands as Mr. Taylor took control, driving into me, nailing me to the mattress as he claimed my virginity and made me come harder than ever before—pushing me to the brink and beyond even my wildest desires.
Inevitably, I wanted more. Needed more.
After a second clandestine meeting the weekend of my sleepover, we had only been able to meet up one other time, and that was days ago. Once would have never been enough. Mr. Taylor had managed to awaken a desire in me so strong it was practically insatiable. I couldn’t think of anything but him. As eager as I was to be wrapped in that man’s arms again, I snapped out of my distracting thoughts before quickly tossing my overnight bag on the bed, removing my shoes, shorts, and bra until I was in nothing but a thin blue tank-top and panties.
My hands shook a little as I approached the bathroom door. I could hear the shower running, and an image of a very wet, very naked Mr. Taylor popped into my head. I couldn’t get in there fast enough.
“I’m here—” I began, but when my gaze landed on the glass shower stall in the corner, I was stunned to silence by the sight in front of me. Mr. Taylor’s hand was braced on the tiled wall, his fingers splayed out as he balanced himself, his head thrown back while he fisted his cock, pumping himself furiously. Damn. My mouth went dry at the thought of stroking him, running my hands up and down his silky-smooth skin.
In a daring move I would have never attempted before my experiences with Mr. Taylor, I pressed my body against the glass, tracing the rivulets of water streaming down from the inside with a single finger. It didn’t take long for him to notice me standing there, and when he did, his eyes widened.
Now I have his attention.
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L.J. Anderson 