My Wildest Fantasy 2: An Older Man Younger Woman Erotica (My Ex-Best Friend's Little Brat)

"Do it," she whispered, her breath a warm tickle against my lips. "Take me hard. Use me. I'll do anything you want."

Screwing Callie had been a mistake. She was half my age, it had been her first time, and her mother was my worst enemy. If that vindictive witch ever found out what I'd done to her precious little princess, she'd cut off my balls with a rusty knife.

Callie just doesn't give a damn, though. She's used to getting what she wants, and what she wants right now is me. That it's wrong doesn't matter to her. That I might end up singing soprano if we get caught doesn't matter to her. That her own mother would be willing to drag her name through the mud to publicly crucify me in order to ruin me doesn't matter to her.

I have to find a way to stop it. If we keep going, her mother will eventually catch us. When that happens, all Hell is going to break loose. But when I tried to tell her it was over, that we couldn't do this again, she just laughed at me and said,

"I'll bet you don't last a week."