“I have to admit that reading your journal last night, and knowing my cum was touching your cunt all day yesterday, has been on my mind.” His shocking words stole away my breath. I could only stare at him, stunned. “So, as payment for distracting me all day, to get your assignment back – I want a taste.” “A taste?” I nearly squeaked. It was more innocent than I’d imagined and more shocking. He nodded, leaning down, brushing his lips against mine. “A taste,” he repeated, using one hand to cup my jaw and hold me in place as he sealed my lips with his.
