I Suck It When No One Is Home

“But, why?” Wu stuttered, his voice squeaking. “I’ll apologize, with a single kiss.”

James’s triumph was palpable, his chest puffed up like a blow fish. “You liked being my dirty little slut.”

Amanda’s eyes flashed with anger. It was well past midnight when Amanda quietly slipped back into the house, her forced blind date finally behind her. She could feel his body tense, his legs shaking with the effort of holding back his climax. If she had to endure more of this blackmail shit, she might as well get ahead of it. It was almost like he had a backbone, strange! “Let go of me, you disgusting little man,” Amanda hissed, trying to pull her hand free from his grubby grasp. He groaned in pleasure, his hips bucking forward. The smugness was written all over his face, like a real loser who’d found a loophole in the rules of life. The email had proven that his sister was quite expedient at getting her tasks done. “Don’t you ever call me that again,” she warned, her voice a deadly whisper. The thought of it made her stomach churn, but the alternative was unthinkable. “Listen up, dweeb. They kissed again, but this time it was different. Her perfect, toned legs flexed as she delivered a swift, brutal knee to his chest.