“Play that song, the one that makes me go too long.”
We start to sway and I laugh because she doesn’t know the words and her voice is so off key.
“The one that makes me think of you.”
I swallow the lump in my throat. This is too much.
“That all you gotta do.”
She giggles into the silence. “You know all dates are going to be woeful after this one,” she murmurs as her eyes search mine.
“They better be,” I whisper.
“This is the part where you kiss me.”
13
I stare down at her and if I didn’t know better I would swear I am 13 again and this is my first kiss. “You want me to kiss you?” I ask.
She smiles lovingly and nods.
I bend and softly take her lips in mine. Her eyes close and her lips are soft and open, just like I imagine she is under her dress.
Cut it out!
My cock thumps in appreciation at the last thought, but it’s my tongue that brings me back to reality. We kiss again and again, and with my eyes fused shut, I have no idea how to control myself.
Cut it out.
No!
My arms crush her and I bring her to me, and she melts into my arms, her hands going to the back of my head as she groans softly.
Don’t groan or it’s all over.
Her tongue gently dances with mine and I move closer and closer.
How much can a man fucking take?
“Oh God,” she murmurs into my lips.
Fuck!
The kiss deepens, and this time, unable to help myself, I grab her behind and grind her body against mine so she can feel how hard I am for her. She needs to know.
“Stace,” she whimpers. “You feel so good.” Her lips drop to my neck and I close my eyes as my knees nearly buckle from beneath me.
Fucking hell, I feel arousal start to pump hard through my bloodstream.
Stop, stop, stop. Stace, stop!
She looks up at me with those perfect innocent eyes and she smiles softly. “Thank you,” she whispers.
I softly brush her hair back from her forehead as I look down at her. “For what?” I ask.
“For showing me what it was like.”
My eyes hold hers.