Maxine's Point of View

Alyn carried me and brought me to his room while we were still kissing. Our lips parted when he laid me down on his bed.

I bit my lower lip, "A-Are we going to do it?"

He smiled, "Yeah. You can stop me if you don't want to."

I shook my head, "No. Just touch me". I whined, arching impatiently against his hand.

"You asked for it," he uttered. He kissed me again on my lips, down to my neck, to my mounds. He ...