The bus ride home was torture as Javi silently teased me every chance he had. When he wasn’t gazing at me with those seductive brown eyes, he was tracing over my hands with his fingers. It was enough to drive me wild. I would have taken him right then and there, ripped off his tight shirt, and taken my tongue to that wonderful stomach, but I don’t think the other passengers would have appreciated it. So, I waited, growing harder with each minute.
After what seemed like an eternity, we finally made it back home. Javi led me to the couch and began to suck on my neck. As much as I hated to stop him, I had to make sure that Patrick wasn’t home before we really got going. Javi agreed that his presence might make things weird, so he took off to his room to get ready while I checked to see if Pa
