Charles' words hit me like a physical blow, my heart pounding with intensity against my ribs. Heat flooded my cheeks, a blush I couldn't control, and a shiver raced down my spine, prickling my skin with goosebumps, and I felt a tingling sensation between my thighs, a sign of some moisture already showing up.

The shame of being so transparent, of having my deepest thoughts laid bare by the very object of those desires, was almost unbearable. I wanted to disappear, to melt into ...