“Do you even know what you want out of life?” The sincere tone of his question reminds me of why he was my best friend all those years ago.
Locking eyes with him, I don’t hold back any longer. “I want to be happy, and I don’t want to have to lie about what I feel anymore.”
I watch as he dips a fry in his shake and pops it in his mouth, leaving a little bit of chocolate on his lip. A hunger that I’ve only known when in his proximity curls in my belly. I want to lick it off and suck on his plump bottom lip until I hear him moan like he did last night.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I’m going to take you into the bathroom here and make you suck me off ,” he growls as he adjusts himself in his seat. “You like the sound of that.” He smirks at me.
“What are you going to do about it?”
“I’m not sucking you off. Here,” I elaborate.
“But you will let me slide my dick down your throat. ” My dick throbs in my pants at the thought.
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