“That,” he motioned his head towards the boner that's perfectly hidden boner in my shorts. “You look damn uncomfortable. I can make you feel good.”
“Thank you very much. I don't need it.” I frown as I tried to think about how possible it is, he got to know I had a boner. The baggy shorts I'm putting on, made it impossible for him to know.
But by some kind of strange happenings, he seems to be aware of it.
“It's nothing to me” He leaned closer, this time, he covered the distance between us, and placed his hand on my lap.
I jumped at his hand. My heartbreak beat accelerated without much ado. It was as if it were waiting for him to take the first step.
No.
I frantically shook my head.
I can't allow him to touch me. He has already gotten me to be this way. There's no telling what he
