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Click hereI shook my head. I fell asleep the evening before feeling happy and content. That mood was completely gone. How could things have changed so dramatically in less than a day? There was only one answer. Megan.
I remembered how she looked the last time I saw her, naked and challenging me. I'd walked away instead of accept that challenge. It was the right thing to do, but I wouldn't do it this time. I could accept my failing because of my love for Rhonda. What I couldn't accept was just how much I craved that confrontation.
Megan meant nothing compared to Rhonda. I didn't like her or her attitude, but I couldn't deny my attraction to her or my desire to make her mine. She'd made a mistake by taking Rhonda from me. It would cost her. It would cost me too. The only question was how much and I wouldn't know that until we were in front of each other once more. What I did know was that before this was done we'd known which one of us was the true dominant.
keeps talking about ownership and it's starting to get annoying
her lips to mine and kissing her (pulling)
with you and I (me)
pretence (pretense)
my mom's (ass) and
I'd lose (it)
I slow down (slowed)
My (cock) exhausted
in content (contentedly)
mid sentence (mid-sentence)
worst it will be (worse)
deep seated (deep-seated)
saying that he has no fear just confirms he's psychotic! that he is crazy like hell