"What? No," I tell him in a low voice, pulling my hand away in case it's
making him uncomfortable. My cheeks are on fire and my throat bobs as I
swallow hard. "It's-- I like it. Do you not?"
Sure, it's messy and we'll have to change the sheets, but I like being
messy with him. It feels more intimate this way, all wet and sticky. He
looks nervous and I lean forward to kiss him, wrapping my arms around him
and rolling so that he's resting across my chest. His some spreads between
our bellies and I reach up with my clean hand to push his hair back from
his face. "Nothing about what we just did was gross. I loved all of it."
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"What? No," I tell him in a low voice, pulling my hand away in case it's making him uncomfortable. My cheeks are on fire and my throat bobs as I swallow hard. "It's-- I like it. Do you not?"
Sure, it's messy and we'll have to change the sheets, but I like being messy with him. It feels more intimate this way, all wet and sticky. He looks nervous and I lean forward to kiss him, wrapping my arms around him and rolling so that he's resting across my chest. His some spreads between our bellies and I reach up with my clean hand to push his hair back from his face. "Nothing about what we just did was gross. I loved all of it."