Alice Ivy’s got a book in hand and a look that says her imagination just ran off the rails. Reading was the plan - but a few paragraphs into her erotic ebook, she’s already too worked up to focus. Dressed sharp in a pencil skirt and sheer black hose, she teases herself slowly, pausing to sink deeper into her own fantasy. But this isn’t a slow-burn kind of story. Once Alice gives in to the heat building between her legs, her pink toy comes out, and her fingers follow. She moans, grips the couch, and rocks into each thrust. By the time she finishes, the book’s been forgotten - and she’s a breathless, with a very happy ending of her own.
