"Wha-HOLY SHIT!" Chris practically screamed
"Shh! Shut your mouth, you idiot!" I whisper yelled back
"Jesus, give me some warning before you guys skip off. Fuck."
This fucking idiot. Like, he already knew we were a thing. The fuck did you think I was doing, slaying Puff the Magic Dragon? Obviously I came back here to makeout.
"I'll go back to café. Fuck..." Chris said, walking back where he came from
As soon as he was out of eyesight, I turned back to Brooklyn. She surprised me by pushing me against the wall this time, holding my hands to it.
She wasn't like other people when she madeout. Her mouth was more cold, but it didn't make it any less enjoyable. Frankly, it was a bit refreshing. Especially being that she was doing exactly what I wanted her to.
I'm not a dominatrix, not by any stretch. But I am a far more dominant person, at least when it comes to girls. It's a bit different with guys, but Brooklyn isn't a guy. And it helps that she's submissive.
I've been teaching her, which in itself has turned into a bit of a fetish. But I finally have found someone who can give me what I want. She submits to me when I want her to, and she'll do to me whatever I ask of her.
I felt a wind against my lips, and understood that I was lacking her. Before I could get a word out, I felt her again. She was on my neck, tenderly enjoying me. It was an amazing feeling that I missed dearly, and I showed her my approval.
My fingers wrapped onto her beltloop, the other hand moving to her chest. I could feel the padding in her bra, clearly signaling her youthful exuberance. She wasn't like me in this way, not just with padding, but in the feel of her. Her breasts felt more firm, almost like they were tensed, awaiting some kind of approval.
"Cara?" She whispers into my ear
"Yes?" I respond, my head against the wall, exposing my neck to her
"Am I doing okay?"
I pulled her up to me, looking into her eyes. I could see her need for approval, practically swimming up from her soul. I pulled her into a kiss, teasing her with a gentle lip bite. The changing force in her grip told me that she felt my adoration.
"Yes, but I hope you aren't done." I told her
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