Lucas
Tears filled Esme’s eyes and I knew I’d succeeded. I wanted tonight to be perfect for her. I was off to a great start, and this was only the beginning. I pulled her to sit on the blanket and reached into the basket with a smile. Macy is the best, container after container was filled with all of Esme’s favorites.
Esme leaned toward me and covered my lips with hers. I couldn’t help but deepen the kiss as I slid my tongue across her lips. She shifted her weight and crawled into my lap, straddling my hips. I felt her hot core against my jeans. My c**k pushed against the material.
“Lucas, I want you.” She murmured and looked into my eyes. I saw her desire filling her. I knew what she was asking of me, and I hated that I couldn’t give it to her.
“Esme, we can’t.” I sighed in defeat.
