Don't Date Your Best Friend (The Unfolding Duet 2 Books)
I whispered, taking a huge breath.
Kiara released me from her mouth with a 'pop' and swallowed, her throat bobbing up and down as she licked her bottom lip for any residue. Her eyes lifted up to me, almost black with lust.
“You’re going to drive me insane. Come here,” I whispered, pulling her up on my lap.
Kiara chuckled, cupping my lips from kissing her. I frowned. “I’ve heard that guys don't like to kiss after oral.” Her cheeks flamed and she looked away. “Um, it’s fine, I’ll just go and brush my teeth—”