“Shouldn’t we just get it out of our systems?” I pull her face to mine until my forehead’s gently meeting hers. “Probably.” Her voice sucks me in like a black hole. “But it would be really bad for us to go there.” Her hand travels down the V of my stomach and onto the suffocating fabric of my pants. My pulse spikes. She’s inches away from the throbbing erection already jutting against her hip bone. “Bad can be so, so good, though.”
