Spookychild’s writings

Dean noticed the glance and paused the movie again. “Okay,” He was smiling again. “I have to know. What are you thinking about now?”
Adara blushed. “Just about you.” She explained, attempting to hide her eyes.
“What about me?” He asked. “Come on; I want to know.” He tickled her side.
She let out a giggle and tried to move away. She was on her side now. “Stop!” she tried to push Dean away.
“Not unless you tell me!” Dean explained, tickling her on both sides, leaning over her, pinning her lightly to the bed. He had promised to keep her quiet. But he was getting excited now. Either he was going to get an answer or initiate lovemaking.
“Okay,” shrieked Adara, “Okay.”
Dean stopped tickling her but didn’t let her up. “I’m listening.”
“I was thinking about Jody’s husband,” Adara confessed, wiggling a little, trying to get out from under him.
“Oh, so now you like him more than me?” Dean inquired, but he was joking.
“No! You are better looking.” She covered one of her cheeks, and she could feel it burning. “And you are sweeter and more caring.”
Dean gazed at her, rubbing her back in little circles. He climbed over her so that he could look into her eyes, but he kept his left hand on the curve of her back. “So.” He mumbled softly, nose to nose with her, “What you’re saying is maybe she’s jealous of me?” His hand was over her buttocks now.
She nodded. But she was looking at Dean’s mouth. “Aren’t we going to finish watching the movie?” she asked, trying to be calm. But the sensations hit her stomach and traveled between her legs in waves. She bit her lip.
“I don’t know,” Dean replied; his heart was pounding, and he had the intense desire to take off his pants. “I can just tell you how it ends later.” his hand was now slipping between her legs.
Adara closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Dean accepted it a sign of consent, and their lips locked.

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