Hugo froze, his breath catching as he stared down at Lisa, who was sprawled beneath him on the bed.
Her hair was a mess, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glimmered with anticipation. For a moment, Hugo's mind went completely blank.
'What now?' he thought, panic creeping into his chest. The reality of the situation hit him like a truck: he was a virgin. Not only that, but he had absolutely no idea how to handle what was happening.
Especially since she was most likely an M, he needed to play his cards right in order to get his birth right.
Sure, he'd fantasized about moments like this-what guy hadn't? But fantasizing and actually doing it? Two entirely different worlds.
There was a reason why exams had practicals...
And, to make matters worse, Lisa wasn't just any girl. She was... well, Lisa.
She wasn't shy or reserved; she was clearly experienced and completely in her element, which made Hugo feel even more out of his depth.
