"Noo," Caesar whined, "you guys do this every time you drink. You said you weren't going to."
Morgan softly stroked at my jaw after pulling back from my lips. He left me breathless and craving more of the fruity alcohol that lingered in his mouth. He tastes so sweet. "We're just kissing." Morgan insisted. "Nothing more."
"I can see your hand in his pants."
Morgan slid his hand out and ran them up my chest. "Starting now."
Not liking the long pause, I leaned back up and guided his head down to press our lips together again. He let out a small noise against my mouth, not quite a moan but something close to it.
He slid his arms around my neck and pulled me snug against him so that our chest were pressed together. He's so touchy, I sighed breathlessly.
Caesar was usually the more touchy
