damn, that might just be my new favorite flavor.
I run my hand down her body until I get to her waist. She brings her leg up around my waist,
allowing my hand to slip up the skirt of her dress. Her skin is so soft. I want to touch every part of
her.
Her leg pulls me up flush against her body. I can feel her chest moving up and down against mine.
She’s breathing just as hard as I am. I want to claim her right here. I want to make her mine.
I pull my lips from hers, and she leans her head back, leaving me room to trail kisses down her
neck. I get to the sensitive part of her neck and suck a little harder, causing a moan to release from her
lips.
“Give me thirty days, Celine,” I say between kisses.
“Thirty days for what?” Her hips are grinding against my cock, and my hand is still firmly
grasping her ass.
“Be with me for thirty days. Let me fuck you for thirty days and show you how sex is supposed to
feel.”
She drops her leg from my waist, and her hands grab my arms, holding me in place. I stop kissing
her and look into her eyes to figure out what she’s thinking. I don’t know where this idea came from. It
just popped into my head while waiting for her to come out of the bathroom.
If I could just have a chance to show her how good we would be together, then maybe we could
be more than just friends. Maybe she’ll give me what I’ve always wanted from her.
“What happens at the end of thirty days?”
“After thirty days, if you aren’t happy with the way things are, then we can go back to being just
friends. If you are happy, then we keep fucking.”
“I…” She’s at a loss for words. I realize I’m throwing a lot at her right now. I’m sure she wasn’t
expecting a proposal like this tonight.
“You don’t have to answer right now. Think about it. Think about how good we would be
together.” She licks her lips, and I know she’s thinking about how good our first kiss was. “I promise
I’ll make it worth your while.”
I cup her face and bring her lips to mine for one last kiss. As much as I would gladly fuck her up
against this wall, I want to make sure she’s ready and willing to take that step with me.
“Celine? Celine, are you in here?” Stella’s voice echoes from around the corner. It sounds like