Page 11 of Learning to Change

“I think I’ve lost a few brain cells because that actually sounded logical.” Dean didn’t like admitting I was right but that was just because he was stubborn.

But I was more stubborner and cuter.

He sighed.

I won.

“I think you need to be impulsed just so you stop talking.” Dean frowned and looked adorable. “I don’t appreciate how cute you’re being.”

Hmm.

Yes.

Frown in place.

Lower lip out.

Quiver.

Sigh.

“Ohh…”

“For fuck’s sake that’s cheating.” Dean might’ve thought it was cheating but it got me impulsed.

He kissed me.

On the lips.

Oh, he licked me and nibbled me too.

Moaning, I parted my lips and hoped I look cute enough for him to keep going.

I did.

Dean made a low, sexy sound and tilted his head as he fucked my mouth. Every time he groaned and moaned, he stroked his tongue against mine and it went deeper and harder. Tate had said men kissed like they fucked, so I was really glad Dean was good with his tongue.

When he finally pulled away, I was making circles again and felt like I wanted to climb inside him. “Oh, I need more. Impulse me again.”

Chuckling, Dean reached over for the cup. “You are so dangerous.”

Aww.

“Thank you.” Most people didn’t seem to realize that until it was too late.

Tate was nearly giggling as he took the cup back and licked it again before taking a sip. “Sexy as fuck. I knew you two would be hot together.”

Because he was smart.

He even knew I was thirsty too because he passed me the cup that time. “Here you go.”

“Thank you.” Yummy. So many juices.

When I had my turn, I handed it to Dean again. “You drink where I did so Master can lick both our lip spots.”

Groaning, Dean tried to pretend he didn’t want to but he did because he made sure to drink right where I had. “You’re such a bad influence.”

I really was.

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