Chapter 53. I Want It

ALANA

“Alana…” his voice is hoarse as if he is in pain especially when I squeezed his hardness lightly.

“Can I? Please?” I asked again, with each second I spent my hand on top of it, the harder it became, mesmerizing me more.

“Oh, Alana…” he gave in and guided me back into the bed.

“Fuck!” he muttered when I stood up and knelt between his legs.

I looked up at him from the floor and asked innocently, “Why are you cursing me, William?”

“I’m sorry. It’s just that,” he paused and cupped my face. “You look so hot right now, Alana.”

Hot? Am I burning now?

Crawling closer into the gap between his thighs, I raised my hand and slowly unzipped his pants with my trembling hands.

It took me minutes before I successfully zipped it down because my hands are too shaky to perform a very simple task.

I also do not really know why I am doing this but I was just too curious to see him inside there. I want to touch it to see w