"We're here to hang out and enjoy our time together. So, we should do that instead." He said. With his last word he took his last sip from the can and slammed it down on the kitchen counter before striding towards me with a predatory look.
He came to the other side of the counter, where I was standing, took the can out of my hand and placed it behind me. I did not even finish my drink. He trapped me with both arms on the different side of the counter. He leaned in close, very close and then whispered in a low voice.
"You know what else are we here for?" He questioned, never looking away from my eyes. Not trusting my tongue, I just merely shook my head. "To have fun." He said. I swallowed thickly.
He started to glide one of his hands on my leg, pushing my skirt up with it. His eyes follo
