ELIAS
Hot? Yeah, right. What a f*****g joke.
Hot has to be the understatement of the f*****g decade.
This lady, sitting so close yet so far away from me, was glorious. A beautiful, tender neck that I wanted to sink my teeth into and feel her soft, smooth flesh. With boobs that called out to me, and I just wanted to squeeze my whole body in between them. A soft stomach that I also wanted to bite. Thick thighs that I wanted to crush my head.
And don't ever get me started on her ass. No, don’t get me started, because the things I wanted to do to that ass were unspeakable.
“Uhm… thanks,” she muttered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, that beautiful blush blooming on her cheeks like a rose, and I wanted to lick it.
Hot? Elias, you fool, what were you thinking?
I said nothing–
