He hovered close to my face. “I… feel that I should tell you who I really am.”
I placed a finger on his lips to shush him. XXX How do you think I feel, you hunk of a hero? It was The Flash. “Thanks for the coffee, Iris. You’ve probably read an article or two about The Flash. Frankly, I had done it so much in high school that I had gotten exceptionally good at it. “You have a good night, Miss—“
I acted on an impulse. It’s a fairly moderate walk from my job to my apartment, but it’s not through the safest of areas. Without his cowl, his eyes shown even more brightly. If you don’t think superheroes are sexy, you are out of your damn mind. He continued to thrust into me, the feeling I had described earlier stayed with me for the rest
