“I’m all for that. You need to assuage my tender and bruised ego for ever thinking I was gay.”
Jumping to my feet, I yank her with me, stepping over Woody’s sleeping form and heading back to the bedroom, Joey laughing at my speed.
“Well I’m sorry my hesitancy caused you any confusion. Because trust me, I’ve wanted you from the moment you opened your door that Sunday morning wearing those sexy little sleep shorts.”
Joey stops and glances up. “Oh yeah?”
We get to the bedroom door, I spin around, crushing my mouth to hers, kissing away any doubts that she may have had about me.
She sinks into me as I cage her against the wall.
I nibble at her neck, biting her earlobe that has her gasping and pressing her breasts against me.
Pulling away, our breaths mingling, I latch my palm on one of her breast, squeezing hard, playfully thumbing over her harden nipples.
“Now let me prove to you just how much I like these body parts on my lover.”
