I am excited and ready for whatever he brings my way.
He starts to sink his hand into my hair when his phone goes off.
He ignores it and massages my head with his touch. He keeps doing this and ignoring the ringing cell phone.
The noise stops as we make out. When I was in high school making out was the height of my s****l experience but here is a whole different level. He is holding me down, it is dirty, nasty and downright filthy. Kissing and getting lost in each other’s taste. He tastes like scotch, rich and sweet. His smell fills my lungs up till I am breathing him in.
“Babe.... you need to pick that up. It could be important.” I tell him.
He relaxes back into the chair and runs his hand through his hair. I stay perched on his legs. He pulls out his phone Looks at the screen and
