Trevor couldn't help but let out a breathless laugh, the shock written plainly across his face in a wide, stunned smile.
In the old days, the mere idea of the school's most untouchable goddess, Caroline, offering a "cowgirl" performance to anyone, let alone him, was considered an SSS-Ranked fantasy illusion.
It was the kind of thing guys only whispered about in the back of the class.
But now, the fantasy was his reality. She was sitting right on top of him, her skin flushed a deep, beautiful pink, shyly asking for his permission to take the lead.
Trevor was already rock-hard, fully charged and ready to go. Just hearing her say the words had worked a special kind of magic on his system.
Caroline's cheeks burned with a mix of shyness and desire as she continued to stroke his length, her mouth opening as if to justify her sudden boldness.
But Trevor cut her off before she could overthink it.
