Dave mentally kicked himself in the head the whole way to the party. Kissing Anissa had been a really, really bad idea. Hell, he'd known that before he'd done it. He'd just absolutely needed to taste her before he took her out in public as his date, before she got a good look at some of the other men the twenty-first century had to offer. But now he'd be lucky if he could be seen in public without a bath in the snow. His cock was screaming for release.

He could still taste ...