The limo pulled smoothly into traffic, the city lights sliding across the tinted windows like a private movie. Alex sat stiffly on Damien’s lap, heart pounding so hard he was sure the older man could feel it through his chest. The dress had ridden up his thighs, and he kept nervously tugging at the hem even though it was pointless.
Damien’s hands rested possessively on Alex’s smooth stocking-covered legs. He gave a low, appreciative hum.
“Relax, sweetheart. You are trembling like a little virgin on prom night. How old are you really?”
“Twenty-two,” Alex whispered, his soft voice cracking slightly. He kept his eyes down, cheeks burning under the makeup. “This… this is my first time doing any of this.”
Damien chuckled, the sound deep and warm. One big hand slid higher up Alex’s thigh, fi
