69: Sex: Third time’s a charm

I headed back to his bedroom and started to put my clothes on, he came in a few seconds later with a small towel tied around his waist.

I looked up at him, still in my undergarments, “do not expect that this will ever happen again,” I warned him.

“I won’t,” his voice was monotone, and so low I almost couldn’t make them out.

“This was it a one time-“ I started to say but found the word choked down my throat the moment he started to walk closer to me, closing the small distance between us. “Thing,” I finished in a whisper.

He held my neck in one hand, holding my chin up with the other with his index finger and thumb so I was looking directly at him, “how about we make it a two time thing then?” he asked me, searching my eyes desperately for answers.

Without letting me respond, he crashed his lips against mine, my hands flew around his neck, as he pushes me closer to his body, peeling my undergarments away from my body with one hand. He pressed my boobs against his chest while his arms li