I went. He’d stretched his legs out and I straddled him, my arms around his neck and my knees either side of his hips. Our hard c***s brushed together, then pressed against one another as we kissed. Sensation spread outward from my groin, warming me. It was everything I’d ever dreamed of and more. I didn’t even mind that he was bound to want to top—when you’re five foot five and slender, everyone and his bloody dog wants to top you. Well, maybe not the dog. But with Archie, I wouldn’t mind bottoming. “You sure you want to…here?” I asked. “Where anyone could come in?”
“Oh, yes.”
My c**k twitched up from hard to oh-my-God-let-me-f**k-you-now. Archie lay back on the ground, that beautiful body of his all laid out for me. I felt like I did the first time I had dinner in Formal Hall: wonderin
