After months of flirting, Monica and Nathan finally found themselves in a secluded motel room. The air was thick with anticipation as they locked eyes and began undressing each other. Monica's heart raced as she felt Nathan's rough hands on her skin, tracing every inch of her naked body with reverence.
She gasped in surprise when Nathan pulled out his fist, coated with oil. "What are you doing?" she whispered, both intrigued and frightened.
"Trust me," he whispered back, his voice low and sultry. He touched her intimately, guiding her hand to touch the bulge in his pants. She hesitated for a moment before slowly wrapping her fingers around his erect shaft. He groaned in response, his muscles tensing beneath her touch.
Monica trembled with excitement and apprehension as Monica trembled with excitement and apprehension as she stood before the grand stage, waiting to take her first bow.
