Charlie.
"I told you I'm not ticklish."
Of course,he doesn't believe me,and continues kissing down my body,trying to prove his point.
The last guy that tried to prove to me that I was ticklish,was Joe Kaine in fifth grade.
I pushed him off the monkey bars,and he almost broke his leg.
"Have you any sensory receptors?" He asks hovering over me,using my words from earlier.
I smile as I wrap legs around his n***d body "You know damn well where my sensory receptors are..." I whispers as he grins.
"Oh right. That was...here." He presses a sloppy kiss on the side of my neck.
"And here..." He kisses my collarbone.
"Definitely here..." He nibbles on my skin,giving both of my breasts more than enough attention.
My back arches off the bed,as all I can hear are his small growls from the back
