65 - Jessy

My body had already surrendered, even before a real act. Even before something beyond that preliminary one. And he knew that. The bastard knew I was more than involved and screwed in all that shit. The fact that we don't even have a concrete relationship, that my body feels so well and comfortable, that it can easily involve me in something silly and simple like a kiss, should mean something. It had to be something beyond what I thought.

Hazz's hands went down my arms, stopping on my hips, and he walked away first to interrupt the kiss. My head was already spinning. The whole world had already lost all meaning, but he watched me, calmly and carefully.

"I agree with any kind of sex you want to have," he said quietly, raising his hands through my dress, lifting it until my thighs were fully exposed. "Eeven if I run the risk of being fired because of the noise.

"I promise not to make noise," I assured with a little smile. "As long as you don't do it either.”

"Is it a competition? "He jok