Flames Of Hot & Steamy Collection
“Tell me to stop for real and I will. But I think you’ve been curious too. All those shoves, those stares after practice… Try me. Let me make you feel good. No one has to know.”
Nadia’s breath hitched, eyes fluttering. She shook her head slightly, but her body betrayed her—leaning into my touch, thighs clenching around my leg. “This is crazy… I’m not gay,” she whispered, but the protest sounded weaker. Her hands slid up to my shoulders, nails digging in as if torn between pulling me closer and pushing me away.