Fifty Shades Of Taboo
And his skin…
Under that light, it looked even cleaner and smoother, and I wanted nothing more than to run my tongue along it and taste it again and again.
I leaned slightly against the window, my eyes fixed on him. Watching from a distance didn’t feel like enough anymore. I wanted to get closer.
I felt a slight movement beneath me, something pressing against the fabric of my shorts. I glanced down and realized I was already getting hard.
“Fuck… not now please…” I muttered under my breath.
I tried to distract myself, focus on something else, anything else to make it soft again—but it didn’t work. Illicit images and thoughts of him filled every cell in my head.