Arent you curious? Are you scared now?
Scared of what? Ive seen it before, Bettie replied with a shrug.
Bettie then swiftly grabbed the hem of Lances shirt, loosened his belt, and unzipped his pants to reveal black boxer briefs. His toned abs peeked through slightly.
They stood very close.
Lances eyes settled on Betties smooth, attractive face, observing the soft fuzz before drifting toward her eyes. She looked down, her long, curly lashes fluttering softly.
Bettie appeared composed, her clear eyes and steady hands suggesting she was seemingly confronting something ordinary.
Her fingers, delicate and slender, contrasted sharply with the dark fabric of Lances underwear.
She glanced at Lance, gave a quick pull, but nothing budged.
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Lance caught her hand, halting her.
She attempted to pull down again, but without success.
What? You were the one who wanted me to take a look, right? Why are you stopping me now? Bettie raised her gaze to Lance, confusion written all over her face.
Dont Look.
What? Bettie couldnt hide her astonishment. Why the sudden change of heart? Youre just playing with me, arent you? Despite her efforts, including undoing his pants, he suddenly refused to let her see.
Theres nothing worth seeing. I was only teasing you, Lance explained as he zipped his pants back up.
Teasing her? Bettie felt a mix of anger and confusion. Lance, are you kidding me? No, I have to see it!
Her frustration was palpable. She stood her ground, firmly pulling his hand away from his belt. She had braced herself for this moment, only to be met with disappointment. This wasnt fair.
Despite Lances refusal, Bettie was determined.
Bettie, maybe another time? Lance attempted to pacify her, holding her hand gently.
No, it has to be now. Bettie quickly let go of his hand and unzipped the zipper.
Lance, taken aback, grabbed his pants and stepped back. Catching up, Bettie held his waist with one hand and tugged at the elastic of his underwear with the other.
Lance couldnt help but let out a stifled groan.
The contact made Bettie jerk her hand back as if shed touched something hot. Sorry, did I pinch you? Are you alright? she asked, her hand behind her back.
Lance, eyes closed, took a deep breath and managed a frown. Im okay.
What should I do now?