The moment my fingers grazed the fabric of Bruno's trousers under the dining table, I felt his entire body tense. His eyes, already dark with desire, flickered with something else—something I hadn't expected.
I thought I had him, that I was in control. But when his eyes met mine, there was no mistaking the fury simmering beneath the surface.
"What the hell are you trying to do?" He asked, the tone of his voice causing me to stiffen immediately.
I had not expected to look at me in such a way, especially considering how aroused he was by me. I could already feel the hardness in his trousers.
"Nothing. I'm just trying to have a little bit of fun, that's all" I replied.
