The man on the water Part I

Our tongues intertwined.

My blazing hot lips crushed against Dylan’s as soon as I led him up to the top floor. It was a VIP room reserved for those with deep pockets. Even though I did not bring any money with me today, they knew who I was and how often I came here. The staff were happy to give me a room, and I promised to pay later after my business was finished.

I put my arms tightly around Dylan’s neck. We were almost ten centimeters different in height, so I had to stand on tiptoe to kiss him and he had to hold me. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He sank his tongue into my mouth, gathering all the sweetness. I wanted him to embrace me. This was the first time I felt that I wanted sex this much.

It might be because I was having a bad day, and sex could make me forget about everything.