“So, the truth is—” “That Beau has been rocking my world for three months and showing me that his seven-and-a-half-inch VPL is… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I loved Beau Shields but Beau Starr had just ripped my heart right down the middle, stomped on my excitement and happiness,… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Beau’s hand slid down to cup his hardening dick, the bulge distending his fly in a heavy curve. “Now lay down on… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Mmm. Beau, Beau, Beau. You know, my fellow skanks? This is tough. On the one hand, Beau is about as appealing as… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Beau’s hand shot out, and he grabbed my wrist. The words dried up in my throat, heat flooding my body at that… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Beau would never touch me in public. Ever. The thought pulverized my insides and left nothing but the realization that I was… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I can feel this dick pulsing,” Beau said, pitching his voice lower and lower. “And all this cum? Fuck, it just keeps… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I looked up at him, struck speechless as he leaned in closer to hiss in my ear, “You don’t have the first… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I speed sometimes,” I muttered to myself as I rounded the car. “I even speed through yellows.” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I think you’re the first guy I’ve met in person who I couldn’t stop staring at.” Was” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Hey, you didn’t let me finish.” “Finish what?” “Finish telling you that I love you too.” I” — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“In my script-like scrawl, I wrote: If you find my body, ask Hazzard. I leaned back and surveyed my words. Then I drew a… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“Good morning.” I didn’t release my grip on his hair. “You snore by the way.” Zane’s eyes narrowed. “I do not.” “Do too.” “If… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“I’m cool with going back to hate,” I said, then paused. “Did we ever leave hate?” Zane swallowed and looked away. “Not even for… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
“He opened his mouth as my eyes dropped to his badge. And right there, in big, bold, black letters, it said Cerise/Cherrycakes. Ian was… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
