Keith had done almost everything to me. I was still too sore for actual intercourse. It didn’t matter much, that was one of the best afternoons I’d had in a while.
He told me, very seriously, that we couldn’t do that again. We had to focus on the situation with Eric and he couldn’t keep me safe if he was constantly making love to me. Though, I was beginning to learn that Keith might be responsible in every other aspect of his life, but had serious issues with self-control when it came to me.
Of course, that should have been obvious from the moment he started groping me and rubbing on me when I’d asked him to cuddle with me for a while. It was so strange to have this power over someone. Now I understood what pretty girls felt like.
That night, Keith held me for a while, but left to sle
