“Dora is much thinner than me,” Olivia says, with one hand shaking. “And I just don’t have anything to …”
I take Olivia by the shaking hand and put the index finger of her free hand on her lips:
– Quiet.
Olivia immediately subsides. Yes, I could silence her in a hundred different ways and without touching, but I chose this one – everything is better than kissing her, which I really want.
Oh my god, how I want to kiss her!
It takes me a few seconds to distract from how her juicy lips parted slightly. It would be so easy to stick a fingertip between them, to feel the warmth of her mouth, the moisture of her tongue.
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