“We won’t, I promise,” I whispered, sliding my hands down his chest, softly scratching him. On the drive home, I slid my shoes on and spent the rest of the time stuttering and blushing about nothing. XXX Hot I kept stroking, moving my lips to the tip to kiss it, then suck it. I took the head in my mouth and started sucking it, flicking my tongue in different patterns. He took it, staring at my bare breasts before gentley pulling me out of the closet. “You’re so freaking hot,” I muttered, and kissed him with even more desperation. I fell asleep, blissfully tispy and tired. He smirked and nodded. I eagerly accepted, and we made plans. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a picture of my discarded shirt and sending it to his phone.
