Mommy's Sinful Pleasure: A Why Choose Age Gap Romance

"Heard you needed cooling down," Liam murmured, his eyes tracing the curve of my body. "I have other ways than lemonade, Mrs. Hayes." "Oh?" I breathed, my fingers tracing the rim of my glass. "And what might those be?" "A dip in the pool," he suggested, his gaze lingering on the water. "Or... something more intimate." "Intimate?" I echoed, my pulse quickening. "Where no one can see us," he whispered, his lips brushing my ear. "Where we explore... everything." "You make me nervous," I confessed, my voice barely a whisper. "Good," he replied, his lips curving into a slow smile. "Nervous is the perfect state for what's about to happen." "Tell me your secrets," he murmured, his body pressing against mine in the cool water. "Tell me what you truly desire." "I want..." I whispered, my voice thick with desire, "to feel worshipped." "Then consider it done," he growled. "You're about to be worshipped, body and soul." "Someone could see," I breathed, a thrill shooting through me. "Let them," he whispered, his eyes gleaming. "Or better yet, let's give them something to see."