135 — “It’s worth the wait.”

I hold the back of Desmond’s neck with my small hands, which, even together, don’t completely encircle his neck. I search for air while he thrusts his fingers faster with a frantic rhythm that makes me seal our mouths, already looking for a gap between his lips to slide my tongue inside.

What I find, however, is his tongue coming for mine — and the light rubbing and intertwining of our tongues mak