My heart felt like it was going to burst through my skin as he pressed my palm directly against the heavy, throbbing bulge in his jeans. I gasped, my fingers twitching instinctively. He was huge, unrelenting and rock-hard.
"Don't be shy, Yvonne. Trace it. Learn it."
I did. My fingers trembled as I felt the length of him through the denim. I could feel the heat radiating from him.
I started to move my hand, a slow, tentative slide, and he groaned, his head falling back.
"Yeah... just like that. Use your thumb at the top. Harder."
The power I felt in that moment was intoxicating. I was the one making the school’s most untouchable guy lose his breath. He reached for the buttons of my shirt, his fingers moving with a practiced speed that made me ache.
One by one, they popped open, unt
