Carlos
Her breathing hitches as she stares at me anticipatedly.
I can hear how wildly her heart is beating right now, but I can't help it, I wanna taste those lips.
I know she's not ready but I am not a patient man either.
She's the only person I have thinking of lately and it's driving my mind crazy.
Whatever this is, am so deep in it and no more denying it.
Am really fucked up.
I lift my hand and gently release the lip between her teeth.
"Don't do that" I whisper tracing her lip with my thumb. She doesn't even know how tempting she is and I never knew I had this much self-control until now.
The girl I have been dreaming of is sitting on the table in my closet topless, with a very short skirt while I stand between her legs holding myself from doing anything that might upset her.
Not even a kiss, if this is not torture.
"What?" she murmurs looking at me curiously.