“So you’re overexerted then, from all this heavy rolling?” It’s a taunt, only the way she says it, sort of low and breathy, has my thoughts spiraling into a place I keep trying not to go to with her. Too late. I’m staring at her mouth thinking about what it was like kissing her. Remembering how she bit my bottom lip, lightly, just enough to hold me where she wanted me while she licked it. I’m thinking about her short nails at my shoulders and how her lips felt against my ear— “Okay, I’m blushing.”
