“I needed a real man who could be rough in bed, someone who was willing to give me the pain that I wanted.”
Adam had left me for another girl. That didn’t matter anymore.
I was an awkward sight to see. Boyish brown hair, light brown eyes, a figure that was kind of lopsided and the only thing working for me was my ass. It was a booty that men loved.
I watched my neighbor guy every day, and he didn’t even know it. He didn’t know my name and I wondered if he even knew that I existed.
Then, my friend Tamara, talked me into going across the street to meet him.
I raced across the street to keep up with Tamara.
“I’m Tamara, and this is my friend Jill. Jill lives right across the street.” “That’s great, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Mickel, and this is my friend Rocky. We have a party going on tonight if you two are interested in coming over.”
Later, at the party: “Come on, let me show you something,” Mickel motioned to Jill. She entered the house with me, and I led her up the stairs. I opened my bedroom door, and she followed me instead of hanging back. Going to the closet, I opened it. Her eyes opened up wide.
This man was more than just a dream. He was real, and to look into his closet was turning me on. He had so many toys, but the one thing I couldn’t understand was the long pole.
Hold onto something while you read this one. It’s all good and HEA.