Isaac cried out in surprise at the sudden rush of feeling and arousal slamming into him like a freight train, eyes comically wide as his knees buckled. Slumping against the wall, he gazed up at the approaching figure, pleading with his eyes as he let out a pitiful little whimper.
Hanging over his shoulder, she giggled more and said right into his face, “I don’t do fair.” Then she flopped off him and laid flat, gasping for breath and still giggling. “We need a shower.”
“Mean.” He stuck out his tongue before rolling onto his stomach and eyeing her fondly, casting her an admiring glance as he reached out to lovingly caress her face. “Together or separate?”
“Harmless, innocent, adorable!” she declared.”And don’t stick that out unless you intend to do something useful with it.”