Chapter 9 - Don

While I was relieved that her ghosting me was more about her overbearing mother than a lack of interest in me, I was livid with her mother. She’s a lawyer, so she understands the law, and that going cartoon super villain doesn’t work. What fictional world does that woman think we live in?

But I can worry and be pissed about her mother later. I have much better things to focus on. Such as Reese straddling me as we tumbled onto the chaise. All issues of our height difference disappear like this. Again, I’m glad I made this, as it continues proving its worth by holding up.

I can’t remember a woman who’s gotten me this worked up in such a short time. At least not since high school when I think all guys get turned on easily. I groaned as she adjusted her body, grinding her hips against me. “Fuck… Reese.”

Her lips started trailing down my neck as her hands slipped under my shirt, fingers toying with my chest hair. “I don’t recommend that. I have been working on the house, and I can’t imag