Ayesha

“That’s what you really think you are?” He smirked. “The bigger person?” Why is he always so tempting when he smirks like that? “Yes.” I crossed my arms. “I think I’ve always been the—” The rest of my sentence stalled on my tongue as he dropped his towel to the floor, as I caught sight of his massive cock for the first time. I felt my jaw dropping, as my mind attempted to make sense of what I was seeing. OH. MY. GOD. He’s definitely nine inches … I cleared my throat and tried to look away from him and his cock, to pick up right where I left off, but I couldn’t. “You were saying?” he asked. “Something about you being the bigger person in this relationship?” I couldn’t get a single word to fall out of my mouth if I tried. I could only blush and stare.”
― Whitney G., Thirty Day Boyfriend

“Where she could see only that friendly, unreserved grin. Where she could hear, not the chants and cheers of the crowd, but only his voice, his words. “Welcome to the Renegades.”
― Marissa Meyer, Renegades