[Stormes' POV]
Summer went straight to my gentleman’s dresser. I saw her pulled on one of my white tees and grabbed the red Nike jersey shorts that Roxy washed earlier.
“Babe, I borrowed your clothes again.”
She stayed with me for a couple of days now and she never wears the clothes in her own dresser. Instead, she prefers wearing mines. I offered to go shopping for her new clothes, but she refused. “Nah! No need, I’ll just wear yours. You don’t mind, right? Or do you?”
I don’t mind at all. Seeing her on my tees made me want to want her. But I couldn’t. Heat runs through my body. How I wanted to hold and claim her, but again I couldn’t. Doesn’t she realize, her simple flirting move turns me on? My little angelic demon girlfriend is bewitchingly ravishing. I needed to take a cold shower
