Friday afternoon
She told me to hurry up. I could tell she hadn’t come in awhile just from her hastiness. I slowed down when she said this, making her angry - not in a serious way, but in a hot, playful way. She came when my tongue was on her nipple and my thumb on her clit. I left it there longer than usual, prolonging her orgasm.
“Why do you do that,” she asked.
“Because I can.”
She kissed me with her eyes open, slowly.
