Just Before Breakpoint
"Our little secret?" She asked, looking up at me imploringly with her lovely green eyes. "Our little secret," I replied seriously, then tickling her ribs playfully. She squealed and laughed, trying to push my hands away. I stopped tickling and started rubbing her belly, then couldn’t resist lowering my head over her chest rubbing my face between her smooth, soft tits. Her nipples brushed my nose and lips as I affectionately kissed and nuzzled her pretty breasts. She ran her fingers through my hair, then after a minute she pushed my head away gently and sat up, "I’m sorry, but I really have to go," she said apologetically. She stood and began pulling her clothes back on. I pulled my own shorts on and helped her with her bra, disappointed that this had to end so soon.
I felt like I could’ve gone on making love to Lizzy all day, and I hoped that she wasn’t having second thoughts about what we’d done. I really, really hoped that we could repeat it in the future. She tucked her shirt back in, then smiled and gave me a hesitant peck on the lips. I followed her downstairs and to the door, where she suddenly turned and kissed me much more passionately, sliding her warm tongue into my mouth and squeezing my ass before letting go getting into her car with a smile.