Have you ever done something unexpected that when you receive the outcome you obviously didn't expect to happen, you push yourself further wondering how far can you go, like grinding on his crotch while taking his tongue in my throat.
It's supposed to be another joke but I play it too far when I lean in for a kiss, which he doesn't reject but somehow, welcomes me instead? Well he sure seems like he's welcoming me by how furious his tongue is wrestling mine right now.
"Can I kiss him too?" I ask softly after he lets go of my lips, both of us catching our breath and obviously ready for the fourth round of lips latching but my question stops that.
He looks at me in the eye without saying anything but I know it's a yes. Because if he doesn't want it, he would've said no, like six nights ago
