My eyes widened when he pulled away.
The kiss was brief and surprising. It was so unexpected, I sat there wondering what had gotten into him.
My mind replayed when he said he didn't do kisses. What changed all of a sudden?
"You taste like sugar." He commented after minutes of awkward silence.
I almost rolled my eyes and said, "Duh."
Of course I tasted like sugar. He had just fed me a cookie before putting his lips on mine.
"Come here." He rasped out.
Like an obedient kid, I got on my feet and sat on his thigh as he gestured for me to.
I felt him sniff my neck like I was a meal he wanted to devour.
His fingers wrapped themselves around my throat. It wasn't a tight hold but I felt choked nonetheless.
Then steadily, he pushed down the strap of my little dress and licked my shoulder. Then he went back to kissing my neck.
I moaned, grinding him slowly. I could feel his arousal. It was bulging so hard, it felt like it would jump out at any minute.
