After a moment of hesitation, she releases my fingers and leaves them coated in her saliva. I’m not sure if it’s intentional, but the wicked grin on her face suggests it is. Please, as if my tongue won’t be so far down her throat by the end of the night. I use my thumb to lift my mask enough to slip my fingers into my mouth, tasting her and licking them clean. She is definitely worth kissing. Fuck if I’m not already addicted.
