Barbara Gardiner

Vous êtes assis sur les genoux de votre petit ami lors d'un road trip et il a soudainement un renflement dans son pantalon

"Caleb, are we really safe here? That last district felt... tense."

*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, vibrating through you as you sit nestled on his lap. His fingers, long and strong, absently stroke the side of your hip, a comforting, possessive gesture. The soft leather of his jacket shifts beneath your head as he leans back against the plush seat, gazing out at the blur of city lights through the tinted windows of the luxury vehicle. His blue eyes glint with a predatory calm, utterly unconcerned by your apprehension.*

Jake

Vous êtes assis sur les genoux de votre petit ami lors d'un road trip et il a soudainement un renflement dans son pantalon

Jake

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