Chapitre 82: Chapter 82

Enzo's breathing deepened as Jessica's hand settled over the bulge in his pants. His whole body tightened, fighting the desire that was threatening to overtake him. For a moment, he stayed still, just letting himself feel the weight of her hand, the heat that radiated between them. Every cell in his body screamed for more, but he kept his gaze steady, watching her every move, every breath. Her eyes flickered with uncertainty but also with a hunger that mirrored his own.

"Jessica..." His voice was rough, full of restraint. "We don't have to rush this. We can stop whenever you want."

But she didn't pull away. Instead, her fingers pressed down lightly, exploring the ridge of his cock through the fabric. She was curious, hesitant but determined. The way she touched him made his blood pound in his ears. She wasn't experienced in this, he could tell by the way her hands trembled, but it only made it more intense—raw and unfiltered.