I swallowed hard. “Amelia…”
“I’ve watched you grow up, Ryan,” she murmured, running a perfectly manicured finger down the center of my chest. “You’re not that awkward little boy anymore. You’re a man now. A very… tempting, very handsome man.”
Her hand slid lower, boldly brushing over the growing bulge in my pants. She squeezed gently, feeling how hard I already was.
“And I’ve been thinking about this for a very long time,” she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. “Taking care of you. Spoiling you rotten. Giving you everything you need… and teaching you how a real woman handles a young, hungry boy like you.”
My breathing was fast and shallow. My c**k twitched hard under her hand.
“You’re my mum’s best friend…” I managed to say, though my voice sounded weak even to my own ears.
