Book Synopsis
We spoke and cracked jokes on the ride back to my crib. I looked down at her beautiful thighs and had to touch them; dam her skin was so soft. She felt the vibe, so she opened her legs and I slipped my finger inside her. Man, it was like a puddle between her legs. I had the urge to taste her, “Mmm, sweet.”
We reached my house and I helped her out of the car and up the steps. She leaned up against the door waiting for me to open it. The street lamp made her face glow; she seemed somewhat angelic. I moved in for the kiss, her lips were soft and wet. I couldn’t get enough. I could barely get my key into the door; we finally made it inside and she tripped. ‘Fucking Sef’ I said in my head. To make sure she didn’t trip on anything else I picked her up and brought her to my bedroom.
I laid her down on my bed; “I want to taste you again.”
Her reply was short and sweet. “Yes.”