Wet Desires: {A Steamy Collection}
But I can’t stop the heat that floods me when I see her.
Mrs. Lisa slipped into her bed and turned off the main light, leaving only the lamp glowing beside her. She drew the covers up, though her upper body remained bare, and reached for a book. From where I sat, I could see the curve of her breast pressed softly against her arm.
I kept my eyes on her until release struck me hard and sudden. Heat pulsed through me as I came inside my pants, breath catching in my throat. I stayed still, struggling to stay quiet as I gasped for air.