This is a continuation of my previous story. I’m trying to give a little history as a lead up to some of my crazy experiences. I think being ansubmissive in my first relationship kind of explains why I am the way I am.
I’ll post the link to the previous story. This is part 4.
So after having his way with me every night in my Aunt Mel’s backyard for a week. I had to go home with my family. We never found time to really explore more. It was always a quick fuck in the grass to get us both off. No affection or foreplay. And I didn’t see anything wrong with it.
Christmas had been great and I had surprisingly been gifted a mustang by my parents. It was charcoal grey with black & red interior. And I was so excited.
Jace was a little apprehensive about it all. I don’t really think he liked the new freedoms it gave me. That should have been a red flag, but you know 18 year old me was pretty stupid.