The Slutty Reveal
Mickey’s heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic bird in a gilded cage of lace and satin. The schoolgirl skirt was shorter than anything she’d ever owned, the stockings a whisper against her thighs, the heels making her legs endless. She watched Leo’s easy smile freeze, then melt into something dark and hungry as his eyes traveled from her glossy lips down to the desperate arch of her back. Before he could speak, she closed the distance, the taste of her cherry gloss smearing against his mouth as her trembling fingers found the hard line of his cock through his jeans. The world narrowed to his shocked inhale, the heat of his body, and the wet ache between her own thighs that said this was already happening.