Her voice was a whisper, her gaze downcast, her cheeks flushed but still wet with tears. She suddenly shifted, her foot slipping as she tried to balance herself, pressing her knee against his crotch, directly into arousal he'd been fighting to hide.

"It's... hard... rock," she murmured to herself, her cheeks flushing as realization dawned on her.

Bruno froze, knowing she'd found him out, feeling the blush of embarrassment creep up his neck.

How could he get an erection at a time like this? What a creep he is!

Awkwardly, he stepped back, gently letting her go, his hands falling to his sides.

Beauty stood there at the shore, her...