Evangeline
Kinky man. I stare at him. “Are you serious? I’m wearing a white dress, in case you haven’t noticed?—”
“Serious as a spanking,” he says.
Well, s**t. “Okay…”
If people get to see the outline of my p***y, well, that’ll be Leonard’s fault. I lift my hips, reach under my dress, and tug my panties off, pulling them down my legs and over my heels.
Leonard holds out his hand. “Give them to me.”
I pass the crumpled white fabric to him.
He lifts it to his face and inhales. “So f*****g sweet.”
Maybe I should think that’s gross, but for some reason, it turns me on even more.
He tucks my panties into his pocket and we get out of the car. As we walk toward the building, each step I take causes me to be extra conscious of my legs, the arousal slicking my thighs, the fact I have no un
