“Would you want me to?” Inwardly I groaned. I turned around and climbed onto his lap. XXX His brow furrowed for a moment but he said nothing as he freed me of that thing. “Oh fuck”, I gasped, pressed myself down on his lap and leaned against him. How could he want me – again? “Or would you fuck me here and now?”
Can halfway to my mouth I froze. It was back to friendship, that easygoing banter, avoiding everything that might go deeper. How could he want me – again? Trembling I rested there. His cock pulsated inside me. I started to move, slow at first, rising, lowering myself on his cock again. Even in this position he started to fuck me. The whole day I had been in this state of confusion.
