ICE, LEATHER, CUM
Chapter 1
Veronica’s POV
“Finally here, Mike? You took your sweet time getting to this hotel room,” I said, my voice low and commanding as I stood in the doorway, watching him step inside with that nervous shuffle he always described in our online chats.
The dim light from the single lamp cast shadows across the carpet, making the space feel intimate and charged, just like I’d planned.
He looked exactly like his pictures—tall, broad-shouldered, with that boyish face that hid the filthy desires we’d shared for months.
My heart raced a little, not from fear, but from the raw excitement of having him right here, real and ready to submit.
He closed the door behind him, his eyes darting around before locking onto mine.
“Veronica, I… I can’t believe this is happening.
