The Last Wall

I curled my fingers in his belt and held his gaze as I opened the buckle. The clink was the sound of my last wall crumbling. Gripping his zipper, I pulled it slowly down, terrified and aroused. Then I paused.

Dario bent low, his mouth brushing my ear. “You are playing with fire.”

Forcing down my nerves, I turned my face, bringing my own lips to his ear. I kissed his ear and then trailed my tongue