Just A Boy… Right? 1
Jason lay frozen at the edge of his bed, his eyes locked on the woman sprawled out before him, especially the part they were connected by that was getting more and more engorged as time passed.
The room was dimly lit by the moonlight slipping through the curtains, casting soft shadows over Veronica's form. She lay on her side, her body partially turned away, but her silhouette was clear under the sheer, silky fabric clinging to her curves.
The faint rise and fall of her chest, her delicate, exposed shoulders, and the elegant arch of her back all sent Jason's thoughts spiralling into dangerous territory. His body was already involuntarily in a dangerous place right then!
This entire day had been so difficult for him! Now there was even more difficulty.