anda pull up to your house, an jam and a half after school let out, hoping your mother isn’t halaman awal to realize anda didn’t come straight halaman awal after school. To be honest, anda never actually went. anda spent the hari in your lover’s arms, not moving from the tempat tidur except for that jam long mandi, shower anda took. anda close your eyes, relaxing against the leather seats, and a smile creeps across anda face as anda think of the way she touched you. anda blush, thinking of the way she made anda come, screaming her name and dragging your nails down her back. It was the first time anda didn’t have to fake your ecstasy...the first time anyone could completely fulfill your desires. anda can almost feel her hands on your skin again, making anda all hot and bothered, your face flush and your skin covered in a thin sheen of sweat. No one has ever had quite the impact she’s had on you. Opening your eyes, anda pick up the cell phone and dial her number.
Hearing her breathless ‘Hello,’ anda can’t help but wonder if she was thinking of the same thing. “Hey you,” anda reply, your tuned on state noticeable in your tone.
“Mmm...I was just thinking of you,” she tells you, confirming your beliefs.
“Really now,” anda flirt. “Because I was just thinking of you, too. Any thoughts in particular?”
“Oh, not really” she lies, enticing you.
“Oh, okay,” anda say, almost chuckling.
“Okay, maybe about that shower,” she says, her voice dropping to the low and husky tone she takes whenever she gets turned on.
“Maybe we’ll just have to reenact that scene later this weekend,” anda tease, knowing that anda probably will.
“Maybe we will,” she responds.
“I can’t wait to see anda again,” anda say, voice just a whisper.
“I can’t wait to see you, either,” she says, and after an understanding silence, anda hang up your phone, knowing what the promise of seeing her brings.