[Bad Boy 01] • The One Last Kiss

She was not my type. But I didn’t know what I was feeling as my heart raced, my stomach fluttered, and my member twitched when I looked into her eyes. All I knew was that I needed to make her mine.

She was a breath of fresh air.

I found myself in a difficult position.

She wasn’t like the other girls. She was different.

Corrupting her that first night was wrong.

Three years later and she’s back.

Can I keep my hands off of her?

I didn’t have the answers.

I did know one thing.

I wanted a second chance.

Meeting her again gave me an opening.

Dinner was ripe with se*ual tension.

I had designs on making her scream my name.

What happens after? I would cross that bridge when I came to it.