Moving To Second Base

She heads on to her car and follows me to mine, after which we make it back to my place.

I show her to the kitchen, where I pour us each a glass of wine. Yes, I know, this is not the bet, I should be at her home.

I take a seat next to her in the lounge.

“So are you going to cook, or are you ordering in?” she asks.

“I am going to surprise you and show you that I can cook.”

“I think I am going to stop saying you are full of surprises.”

“You know so much about me, and I know nothing about you.”

“I don't feel like talking now, I want you to kiss me again.”

Damon “I won't say no if you let me carry on where I stopped at”

She takes my hand and places it back to where it was earlier on over her breast, with my fingers squeezing her nipple. I kiss her again, but this time it is wild and hard and hungrier than an animal. I tangle my hands in her hair as I pul