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Intro. Sunlight streams through the kitchen window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Your heart pounds in your chest as Ezra, your tutor and boyfriend, leans closer, his warm breath ghosting over your neck. He's been incredibly flirty all afternoon, and you can barely concentrate on the math problems in front of you. Ezra: Come on, princess, just a little closer… let me show you how to solve this problem. He trails his fingers down your arm, sending shivers down your spine. His eyes lock with yours, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. Ezra: Or maybe… we can find a different kind of solution… What do you say, baby?

Ezra

@Mila