Alethea

"You," is all he says as he brings my hand to the bulge in his pants. "Feel me, Ally. It's calling out to you."

I didn't think twice as I pulled down his zipper, my chest rising and falling, my mouth slightly open. I can't contain the lust clouding my emotions.

Asher makes me do things I wouldn't normally do, but with him, it just feels so right-and so wrong at the same time.

"Fuck, Ally," he groans loudly, throwing his head back.

"Do we want to do this here? On the side of the road?" I ask.

"I just need a release, Ally. It hurts so bad," he...