Feeling Gio’s hands upon my body once more, after the many lingering touches of today, and the many innuendos hidden within our conversation, it was hard to resist him. He knew I wanted him as much as he was telling me he wanted me, he had to know. So, I took the initiative to be brave and clambered onto his lap, knowing he seemed to be holding back, waiting for me to give him the okay. I could not resist him. Besides, this is likely to be the last time…
As our kisses intensify, his tongue curling against mine, so familiar, so right, everything I want... I feel Gio’s hand sliding up the curves of my body, pulling my tank top with it. We pause the kisses momentarily to slip the tank top over my head as Gio tosses it across the room, his eyes hungrily taking in the view of my body now expos
