Nyla
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry.
To be honest, a secret part of me had always wondered what Ezekiel looked like… down there. I had imagined it more times than I’d ever admit. But now that the moment was actually here, I felt overwhelmed — shy, nervous, and completely unprepared.
“I…” I started, then paused, biting my bottom lip hard.
Ezekiel smiled softly and leaned in to kiss my cheek, his lips warm and gentle. “It’s fine,” he murmured. “We can do this when you’re ready. It’s just… I have this kink, you know...”
“Kink?” I asked, confused. The word sounded familiar, but I wasn’t entirely sure what it meant. Susie had mentioned something like that once while talking about a spicy book she was reading, but I never asked for details. She is actually an avid reader.
Ezekiel
