I looked at William in my arms. He was both nervous and excited, his clear brown eyes filled with longing for me, yet tinged with timidity and shyness.
His lips were slightly parted, like a fawn waiting for its master's touch, so pure, so enticing.
Perhaps fate had already decided this.
I reached out to unbutton his shirt, revealing his well-defined chest and abdomen. My fingertips gently caressed his smooth skin, feeling his body tremble slightly from nervousness. A wave of indescribable tenderness and affection surged in my heart.
"Don't be nervous, William," I whispered, lifting his chin with my fingers to make him meet my gaze. "Look into my eyes..." My voice was seductive, my gaze seemingly magical, making it impossible for him to resist.
He looked into my eyes, his gaze gradual
