““You…” I eased back. “Are a fucking bad, bad submissive.” Henry blushed. “Lucky you’re kind of nice looking.” “Kind of!” he blurted. I grinned and planted my lips on his. Yeah, this was really fucking nice. Too nice. I should walk away right now. Cause telling myself that was going to force my cock down. I slid my hands up the backside of his shirt and trailed my palms along his spine, to his shoulder and maneuvered the shirt off him. It was slightly damp from sweat. The heat in here was so bad that the sheer material we just put up was fogged. “Take your pants off.” I watched patiently as he removed his pants, leaving him standing there in his undershorts. “Really?” I arched an eyebrow. They had flowers on them. Henry blushed in embarrassment.””
