"Akira," she panicked slightly, her breath catching as her eyes darted around the dark, open park. "Wait. Really? Here?"
"Just my fingers," he promised in a low, soothing voice, anchoring her to the present. "I won't push you too far. I know it's your first time, Yuki. We'll save the rest for a real bed with locked doors. But let me take care of you right now."
The tension drained out of her shoulders in a long, shuddering exhale.
The reassurance, the promise of safety mixed with the sheer, undeniable thrill of the taboo, was exactly what her system scan had demanded.
"Okay," she whispered. "Okay. Do it. Please."
He slid his hand past the thick denim of her waistband and under the thin lace of her panties. The heat from her body was intense, and he found her completely wet. Her warm wetness instantly covered his fingers, a clear sign of everything she had been holding back.
