Chapter 3: Rising Action
"I'll go first," he said confidently, his voice low and gravelly. Alyssa couldn't help but notice the bulge in his pants, which only served to make her even more nervous.
Tom leaned back on the sofa, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched Alyssa carefully. She could feel his gaze burning into her skin, like a brand marking her as his target. His eyes were intense, almost predatory, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at being chosen by him.