Mature Content
Alice
"Make me c*m too," Lance said, his voice low, as if he were holding himself back.
I paused—not because I hesitated, but because of the way he was looking at me. There was heat there, yes, but also trust... and something unexpectedly tender beneath it all.
I smiled.
I wasn't selfish. After everything he had made me feel, there was no way I would leave him wanting.
I adjusted myself on the table before sliding down. I knew I must have looked disheveled—clothes pushed out of place, hair undone—but I had no intention of fixing any of it. We weren't finished. I could feel that truth in every shared breath between us.
I reached for his necktie and rose on my toes so our lips could meet. He didn't make me wait. He bent down willingly, meeting me halfway
