Drinking |✅

30- June

"Real classy." I commented, looking at the large pizza box on his bed.
"Thought you'd like it, seeing as your favourite jeans have 'touch my ass and feed me pizza' written on the pocket." He told me. I nodded, impressed by his knowledge.
"I never thought anyone would ever actually do it though." I admitted.
"Well," he stepped closer, turning my body to face him and holding my hips. "I'm not just anyone, now am i?"
"Mmm.. i guess not." I hummed, leaning into a small kiss. When his hands wanders to my ass, i slapped him away and told him "pizza first".
"Not yet." He stopped me from going to the food. I looked at him with a grumpy, confused expression.
"I have an idea and it might make this even better." He said.
"And what's that."
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Half an hour later, we were sat on the bed with only a few more slices to eat, wearing nothing but our underwear.
"You were right." I said with a mouth full of pizza. "This does make it better."
"Trust me, my view is the best." He picked up the last slice. "Want some?" He offered it to me.
"Feed me." I said. "Then touch my ass." I added. He smiled, feeding me the pizza. Occasionally taking a bite for himself.
When we finished, it took no time at all for me to straddle his lap as he squeezed my ass.
"This is the best non-date ever." I told him.
"I know." He smirked as i began to roll my hips into his. I could feel his member hardening beneath me.
"You ready Babygirl?" He whispered in my ear with a deep growl. Without warning, he flipped us so that he could take control. I kicked the pizza box off the bed as i pulled his body down onto mine.
"Always." I replied, his breath hot on my skin while he left kisses along my neck.