thewordofweb

I exhale heavily, my breath shaky, and push back against Joe, the one thing I want clear before I snake my hand into his and tug him into the kitchen, grinning as I start rooting through the various items, letting go of his hand. "If you start vibrating from sugar shock, I'll hold you down," I tease, grinning more than I thought possible as I stare at Joe and wait for him to join me.

"Finish your sentence. Natural talent for giving head and...?"