What are you doing Bella? Stop this.
I tried to talk myself out of it but couldn't.
He made me naughty. He thought me to be naughty. My before self would never imagine that this is what I do now.
And to be sincere, I actually like it.
It's fun. It's wild. It's amazing. And I am so f*****g happy.
And that enough a smile to my lips.
His breath hitched as I tugged the leather free, the sound of the buckle undone hanging between us. His c**k was already straining against the fabric of his trousers, and I couldn’t help the smirk that spread across my lips as I glanced up at him.
“You’ve gotten this hard in such a short time,” I said, my tone teasing as I let my fingers trail over the outline of him. “Is it because of me?”
"You know it is,” he said through gritted teeth, his hands
