Tension began to brew between us.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything"

Fuck. She knew exactly what she was doing.

She stared at me as she put my own hands inside her dress, and she directed me on where I should explore. She was pretty straight about it even though she refused to admit it vocally.

"You're trying to seduce me"

"You're the one touching me"

"No, you're the one that's doing that–"

I guess my hands touch the right place , causing her to moan. And that was everything I needed to hear at that point to come alive.

I hastily picked her...