"Asshole." She cried, slapping his chest in embarrassment.
"Just stating facts, Princess. You really do taste good." He continued teasing, laying on his side now, facing her.
"Please, stop." She pleaded, turning to her side, but with her back to him, beyond embarrassed.
"Oh. Someone wants more." He said, his eyes on her ass as he pulled her waist closer to him, so she could feel his warm cock on her ass, while he visualized the things he was going to do it one day.
"What the hell are you doing?" She asked, turning her head to her backside to see what he was up to.
"What you want me to." He said in a duh tone.
"And who says I want this?" She said chuckling.
"You. You haven't moved your ass yet." He said, giving her a smug smirk.
"That's because I can't! Not because I want to!" She tried to explain, but Troy shushed her with his lips on hers.
"Can you explain the juices I'm perceiving right now, then?" He whispered into their kiss, shocking her.
