Chapter 134

• BRYCE
• I understand that I’m a no-good piece of shit. It’s morally taboo to crave your son’s girlfriend the way I do. But the moment she walked into my apartment on my son’s arm, jealousy I’d never known before burned red hot.
• If I weren’t scared that she’d run from me, I’d have her spreadeagle on my sofa while I made her beg for mercy. Hear her screams from the multiple orgasms I’d give her. Put her in a coma from coming so damn hard that she’d forget all the negative shit she’s been subjected to.