A Washing Machine Affair
A faint tingling spread across my skin, and desire began to rise within me.
Dan's hands settled on my waist. His hips lifted gently, rocking against me. Slowly, steadily, he drew every emotion to the surface.
He gazed at my face, eyes filled with admiration.
"Scarlett, you're so beautiful."
Trembling, I had no choice but to follow his lead. My hands drifted across his firm chest, tracing the contours of his muscles, feeling their rhythm beneath my palms.
"Please… you mustn't tell Scott," I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.