Perfect Man

His c*ck was exactly the distraction I needed.

My bitch of a best friend stole my boyfriend and ruined my life. I definitely needed a distraction. A nice, big distraction right between my legs.

And oh, *God*, was this man a distraction. Handsome and older and just the right kind of dominant. He could have had any girl he wanted.

But he had me.

It wasn't my usual gig, one night stands. But if those big muscles and that bigger package could take my mind off of my messy life, then I'd take it.