Liam’s POV
I have always known Aunt Vanessa was dangerous, from the way she looked at me from across the room, the way she patted my head like a baby, the way she sat each time she was in front of me, crossing her legs and exposing some flesh.
She has been my mom’s best friend since college. I've seen a lot of their photos. She looked hot in all of them. Even in her mid-forties, she still maintained her great shape, sexy yoga-toned body, long auburn hair that falls in loose waves down her back, and hazel eyes that seem to notice every move I make. She was way hot.
For every summer we came over for barbecue, every holiday dinner, she would hug me, pressing her t**s against my chest. Her perfume,something expensive and sensual, lingering in my nose for hours. So tempting. I will tell myse
