In the car, I reached for the seatbelt and suddenly remembered my friend's words, "Imagine James calling you aunt."
I glanced at Jack.
He looked back at me with a smile, "I did save you, aren't you gonna invite me up for some coffee?"
He leaned in, his nose almost touching my face. I held my breath.
But he just unbuckled my seatbelt and pulled back.
His suggestion was clear, and I could've said no, but I nodded.
Even I didn't know why, maybe it was his heroics that swayed me.
In the elevator, he kissed me.
Sparks flew, he was relentless, going on a base after another with me.
I clung to his clothes, melting into his arms like a paddle of water.
He pulled back, serious, "You can still say no."
There was no turning back now.
Besides, he was way more attractive than James.
With that thought, I kissed him back.
"No regrets?"
"Regret is for losers."
After the kiss, he nuzzled my cheek with his nose.
I noticed the camera above, feeling shy, "There's a camera."
He shielded me, pushing me into the corner out of the camera's view.
Then he started exploring me without hesitation.
I moaned under his touch.
His kisses grew hotter.
The elevator reached the 31st floor, and as he opened the door, he said,