What I thought was going to be a brief kiss turned out to be a session. Titus just wouldn’t stop.
“Hold me,” he demanded breathily when he noticed how my hands were still just beside him.
I chuckled, my mouth still on his when I felt his arms wrap around me harder, wanting for himself to be closer to my body as if he couldn’t have enough.
I pulled my face away from him. “I have soap and bubbles around my hands and arms. Look.”
I raised my hands while his mouth went to my cheek and chin, not wanting to stop yet.
I heard him sigh when he heard that, not even looking at my hands that were up. “I don’t care. I want you closer. I missed you.”
That made me smile. I wiped my gloves on my jeans for a while, not caring I’d get wet at this point. He was too adorable for me to decline.
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