MY LIPS keep itching for more friction, but the sounds of people laughing and talking in the background manage to keep me sane.
I think it's working on Lucas too. His kiss is soft and slow, a little on the peck side. He doesn't devour me like I'm used to, no, it's more like he's aiming to cement his statement from before.
When he pulls himself away from me, my body immediately protests. I want more, but it's neither the right place nor time for me to be making such demands.
"Sorry," Lucas chuckles, slowly licking his lips as if to seduce me, "I smudged your lipstick."
Opening my purse, I take out the small mirror and my red Adder lipstick, immediately fixing the error whilst he watches, still licking his lips and smirking at me. His eyes ooze of sex aura, as if he too wants to devour me but he's conscious of where we are.
"I can't wait for this to end so we can be alone together," he adds, grabbing my hands once I'm done. "Are you ready to go inside now?"
