I don’t think I’m ready for another pounding like you gave me earlier, so not a fuck.” I’m sure I looked totally disappointed at that. The she sat down beside me, wiped a finger over my pecs and licked her finger. I decided one confession deserved another. She giggled, that was puzzling. She broke the kiss, she lay there almost naked and glorious and sweaty. All thoughts of anything except my schlong vanished. “I like this, but you know you should never do this unless the girl asks you to.”
She’d lost me there, “Do what?”
“Don’t rough a girl up like this.”
“Like, why would I?”
“Some boys like roughing up girls. Jugs! “Now …” she was kinda breathless, “you see that.” She pointed to her clitoral hood, which mostly covered her clitoris. “You make me feel all warm and safe.”
We were silent for a while.
