As we kissed, Steve's cock pressed against my thigh, hard and insistent. I felt a surge of desire, my body responding to his touch with a primal urgency. I reached down, wrapping my hand around his cock and stroking it with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

Steve groaned, his body responding to my touch. He stopped me and pulled back, looking at me with a serious expression. “We can't, not today.”

“I know,” I muttered.

Steve laid on the bed beside me and wrapped his arms around me, holding ...