Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
Charm's legs touch around my legs, and my damn heart starts pounding like a tango.
Damn this. I know this will happen. Oh well, here we go. I just have to play along and be cool with it.
"Hold on tight, Charm," I whisper, and right away, she loops her arms around my waist.
"My god. I hope there’s no big mama sharks around. Why the hell are we even here? Goodness me." She rattles and squeezes my stomach tightly.
I hold my breath a little as I can feel my damn member getting hard.