Hold Me Tight II Jared and Calysta
Jared was pretty sure she was enjoying this. He was never like this, he made a point to keep his feelings to himself, but now he couldn’t ignore it. He knew that he had to tell her, and if he didn’t do it now then he doubted that he ever would. He shook his head, chuckling slightly at her question. “Nothing would ever get in the way of wanting to fuck you,” he said, although he could think of a couple of things. His age, for one. Whilst he was sure that he would still want to fuck her when he was old and she stayed just as flawless as she was now, he knew that he wouldn’t. Jared sat back when the waited approached and he glanced back down at his menu.
"I'm glad to hear it," she smirked to him. She leaned in as if she was going to kiss him, turning away at the last second to smile at the waiter who came to their table. She sat back with Jared and looked at her menu. "Hmm... Jared, can you order for me?" she asked, looking at him with wide eyes and a soft smile, while her foot gently ran up his leg. She bat her eyelashes softly at the waiter as Jared placed their order, not disagreeing or approving of anything he chose - simply shrugging to make him sweat a little. Caly let the waiter have all her attention. She took Jared's hand when the waiter left again, focusing back on him with her flawless smile. "So are you going to tell me more about these feelings?"
