Stone

Someone tried to take me. He took me back.

The last time I saw Stone Bellows, he spanked my ass red and then claimed me for the first time in the back of his truck, my virgin body writhing beneath him as I came so hard I saw stars.

Then my father had the cops run him out of town and he went off and became a Navy SEAL.

But now, with his mouth ravaging mine as his calloused hands undress me, I can barely keep myself from moaning at just the thought of him inside me again.

Partly because he just rescued me from terrorist kidnappers.

But mainly because I’ve always been his.