Sara Michaels
“Kingsley… wait,” Sara whispered shyly, her voice barely above a breath as they stood just outside the bathroom door.
Her cheeks were still flushed a soft pink, and her pulse felt unsteady, racing from everything that had just happened.
She couldn’t believe how bold he had been ....fingering her under the table in front of his family, then following her into the bathroom and making her come again while everyone sat nearby.
The memory made her heart flutter with a mix of nervous excitement and embarrassment.
Kingsley paused and turned to look at her. His expression was calm and composed, but a playful smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
Sara lowered her gaze for a moment, twisting her fingers together nervously. “We can’t keep doing this here… not like that,” she
