I stand by the door and watch her advisor go over her options. I'm trying not to kill him with my stare, but every time Sloan smiles at him I want to choke him with my bare hands. The little shit keeps looking down her shirt. Doesn't he know she's seventeen?

Not that it stopped me from rubbing against her sweet little pussy. I casually bring my hand to my face and inhale, trying desperately to smell her. How fucking long have I waited? I'm a complete bastard because I was okay with her being ...