“Yeah.”
“Mister, I haven’t even said you can be inside me.”
He gave her that wicked grin that made her want to drop her panties for him.
“I can wait.”
“Ugh!”
The hand on her hip moved down to cup her between her thighs. “I think you’re keeping something from me.”
“I’m not keeping anything.”
“You’re not?” he asked. “I’m sure you’re keeping a nice warm pussy to yourself.”
Before she could say anything, not that she wanted to, his hands were down the front of her skirt, touching her. Her panties gave away the evidence of her arousal.
“I’m not even touching you yet, and I can see how much you want me.”
“This is not fair.”
“I’m not going to fuck you. I gave you my word, and I wouldn’t pressure you to do something you didn’t want to do. It doesn’t mean we can’t do a whole lot of other stuff.”
He had her curious now.
Staring up at him, she tilted her head back, giving him her full attention. “Like what?”
Drew stroked her pussy through the fabric, and yet it didn’t feel like enough. When she was with him, nothing ever felt like it was enough.
“I could tell you, but I think it’s best I show you.” His hand was gone. “Right after we’ve done these dishes.”
She growled. “You’re driving me crazy.”
“Good. You don’t think you’re doing the same thing to me?” He took her hand, and pressed it against his rock hard cock. Raven gasped. “That’s what you do to me all the time.”
She couldn’t believe it. “Does it hurt?”
“Not right now. I’m wearing some loose jeans. If they were tighter I’d be in for a lot of hurt. Let’s do those dishes so we can take this into that comfortable-looking sitting room.”
She turned to the sink, grabbing some rubber gloves. “Cathy already had it fully furnished for me. I thought it was a bargain.”
“I bet. I like Cathy. She and Brice have been doing this thing they do for a few years now.”
“Sounds kind of sad.”
She was trying to think of something else other than the burning of her pussy. The urge to get naked and demand he finish what he started was strong. She was good though, and did the dishes. The leftover lasagna she left to cool on the stove. After they finished the dishes, they went to the sitting room.
“I can see why your parents had a good marriage. It was fun doing the dishes with you.”
“You see, I’ve got all of these secrets trapped up in here, and they’re just begging to come out, to be put to good use.”
Raven screamed as he suddenly lifted her up, and straddled his waist.
“What are you doing?”
“Proving that I’m a damn good thing to keep around.” His hands went to her ass, cupping her tightly, moving up her back, and into her hair. He held her close, and she couldn’t help but moan. “I bet you’ve got nice fat, juicy tits,” he said.
“What are you doing to me?” she asked, rubbing herself against his crotch, and wishing neither of them had any clothes between them.