Devon led me back up the stairs and to the same room where we had started our scene back in June. After he shut the door, unlike the intense lip lock from last time, he pulled me slowly toward him and stared at me with that uncanny bright blue gaze. Mostly what I could make out in that look was desire, which majorly turned my crank. I licked my lips and lowered my eyes demurely. I remembered that he liked that. So did he, as he pulled me up against him so that I could feel his hardness.
“We’re going to do this differently than last time,” he said. He put a finger under my chin to tilt my head up so that my eyes met his.
“In what way?”
Honestly, I probably would have agreed to anything he suggested, so I wasn’t sure why I asked.
“First off, there will be no penetration.” As I opened my
