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“Mmhmm.” She kissed me harder.
“Glad you like it. I got it just for you,” I teased.
She laughed. “Uh-huh.” Her tongue dipped into my mouth.
We lost ourselves in kissing at that point.
“Eww. Get a room,” Neo said.
Our mouths broke apart, and heads turned to spot Neo looking at us from the kitchen.
I smiled. Definitely in his teenage years.
“Is that what we should say when we catch you and Mona kissing?” I teased.
Neo shuddered. “Butt out.” He grabbed a soda from the fridge and disappeared again.
I chuckled and turned back to Amantha.
She smiled and shook her head. “Want to watch TV until he goes to bed?”
I laughed. “Sure.”
We settled in to watch TV. My thoughts were all over the place.
“Is our friends-with-benefits arrangement working for you?” I asked out of nowhere.
“It is. It kind of works out with Neo. I don't have to introduce him to a boyfriend that he won't see again if we break up. You and I have a ‘no one gets hurt, no one expects more’ situation.If we decide to stop, we're still friends and Neo doesn't get left behind by anyone. No harm, no foul.”
I had doubts about that arrangement. Mainly, it was because I liked this. I could see this lifestyle being my new normal. And I didn't want to run away from it. Had Amantha “caught” me without meaning to?
Chapter 26
My tongue lapped Amantha's clit.
She pressed the pillow over her face to moan into it.
I smiled. This quiet thing was fun.
Over the past few nights, I'd come up with more and more creative ways to make her lose her mind. So far, she'd managed to stay quiet, but I wanted to try out new ways to break that.
I also decided that I wanted to keep her.
I circled her nub hard, flicking my tongue out to tease it. I used a fingertip to caress her entrance, circling and pressing but not penetrating.
After a few minutes of this torture, Amantha was ready to be fucked. I could feel it in the tension of her body.
I flipped her over onto her knees and smacked her ass. Amantha pushed her face into her pillow and moaned.
Perfect.
My dick found her entrance and rubbed against it. The woman was soaked.
I pressed a hand against her lower back.
“Say you want to be more,” I said.
She pulled her face out of the pillow. “What?”