Jerald's P.O.V.

He reached up, brushing his fingers over her freckled cheeks,. pressing his thumb down onto her plump lower lip. She was always so insecure about it, but he thought it was a perfect landing place for his cock. Her cheeks began to heat up and his smile lifted into a grin.

“What’s wrong? You know all the wonderful things I can think of to do with that plump little lip of yours?” his voice nothing but a low whisper.

It was electric between them, and as much as he wanted to be horrible to her, he wanted to bend her over and fuck her till she screamed his...