by holesome
Reminds me of a crush, to love I had. The way he owned me mentally for years. I was willing to do anything to be his slave, to please him, to taste him, to lick him while he slept. I washed his clothes, his dishes, his house, his bathroom. He wrote a textbook that won awards while I just worshipped him, sucked him, smelled him even when he was stinky. It all started when he drove me up a hill, on the back of his motorcycle to a spot overlooking LA lights at night. I fell in love with his very essence. He passed away years ago, and I still think only of him.
Jut found this story. So hot!!! Great characters. Can't wait for next chapter!!!!!!!
Love this story, sexy, tender, erotic and hot, hot, hot !!!
Want to know more about this journey of Hayden and Jackson. These are terrific characters and your writing style is quite wonderful to read. Yes, YOU sure can do this, keep writing!!!
yes, so good. just please don't make us wait so long.
you are awesome, keep writing.
Please, please, please write more of this.... I feel like pages have been ripped out of a novel and I'm left wondering what happens next!!!!!