She pulls back my blankets and looks back at me. I pull my gaze away from her perfect ass and pussy. The wicked grin she gives me tells me she knows exactly what I was just looking at and doesn’t mind at all. Then, she pats the bed and motions for me to come closer.

“Thanks, Savanna,” I manage to say. “I can probably handle it from here.”

“Are you sure? I can stay if you need me to.”

I try and convince myself that what I’m seeing in her sweet eyes isn’t pure, raw lust, but I don’t think my brain is buying it. My cock sure as fuck...