We had a lot of trouble coming out to the public, my parents, and my boyfriend at first, but thanks to Carl, my boyfriend's dad's insistence helped me realize that love doesn't care about things like age or identity; all that counts is that two people are in love with each other.

Daddy, I want more

His gentle tongue touched my lips, and my palm caught a handful of hair near his scalp. If he continued to kiss me like that, I knew I wouldn't last much longer. Want throbbed in my veins.


The clasp of my bra was undone by deft fingerwork, and it fell down to snag on my elbows as I bent down. I flung it aside and went to tug at the bottom of his shirt, but he got there before. The cotton t-shirt was pulled up and then discarded, revealing his muscular upper body. That he looked so nice caught me off guard. Carl's physique was all twisted muscle, and he had a shaved chest with a patch of hair that slid down his body and disappeared at the bottom of his pants.


When he pushed our hot, bare flesh together, I took a deep breath and tried to hold it. Why the heck did it feel good if it was meant to be wrong?


Chapter １５