The heat radiating from Lucy was far more intense than any summer night in the city. Her skin was soft, almost dangerously so, and as my fingers brushed against the core of her heat, I realized just how reckless this girl was. She wasn't just open; she was a predator of opportunity, inviting me to explore her most private landscape with a boldness that would have made even Emma Hopkins blush. As a man who had spent too many years as a stifled stay at home husband, I found my composure crumbling. I followed her lead, my hand sliding between the folds of her thin, crimson lace underwear. I could trace every contour, every hidden curve of her anatomy through the fabric.
"You didn't answer me, Sean Barnes," she whispered, her breath hitching as she pushed my hand deeper, a mock pout forming o
