Allistar was trying to make out with me, pressing his lips against my cheek and neck. I giggled each time he did. I was very ticklish there and he knew it now.
"Allistar, stop." I said, gently pushing him away. I still sat on his lap but stared into his eyes. "We promised to take it slow. Plus, your grandmother is wondering about the premises. I don't feel comfortable with her walking in on us. It feels rude to do this in the open."
"So you want to go somewhere more private?" He smirked softly, nearly picking me up again.
"No!" I said with a smile, liking his enthusiasm but glad he sat back down. "I mean that I don't want to have s*x with you. Not yet. And while she is here, I want to be respectful to her and us. She should be able to freely walk around the house without feeling like sh
