That had been more than a shock to the man, whole body tensing as she had reacted like that. What hat he done? What? He hadn’t done anything different, had he? Looking down at her in the semi darkness, their only light coming from down the hall when they had forgotten to turn off the kitchen light, he tried to see.
Then he remembered the movies. How the women, and men, would touch that… spot…
“Hm.” he hummed before he slid his tongue out again, this time purposely rubbing it against her multiple times; eyes open, watching her.
Jack Maple 