Kylie
I clean up and slip back into my dress, then we finish our board game and he wins, because I’m distracted by his dirty promise. He was so calm and matter of fact. He’s going to f**k me. I don’t know when or how. I’m just waiting, and it makes me a lust-filled mess.
A puddle under his gaze, and he knows it.
He smirks arrogantly, the same one he gave me the first time I met him. He puts away the board game, slowly and calmly, as I stare at him. I wiggle in my chair as I watch him, observing the way his forearms move and biceps clench.
The flex of his ass in his tight jeans. It has me almost drooling.
Jesse can nearly make me come without even trying. It’s embarrassing really, and addictive. I’ve never felt this insanely attracted to someone, and I find that I’m sad just thinking
