Chapter 129. Sun and Moon

Chantel Raven

"Airing out? What does that even mean?" I questioned.

"A heart beating? I have never heard of it," he added, puzzled.

"I really want to kiss you, but I do not need to right now," I said, looking into his eyes. I playfully added, "Tell me again that you are not drunk."

"I am still pretty messed up," he confessed. I could sense the honesty in his words. I smirked and teased, "You can still kiss me, though."

"Would it be fair if I got drunk as well?" I inquired.

He giggled, "By the time you reach my percentage of drunk, your fragile body will pass out." We both laughed, lightening the mood.

My sexual frustration was building up, so I rested my head on his shoulder and looked up at the sky. Thoughts of how to mess with this man raced through my mind.

I unexpectedly fell between his legs as he opened them. I would never get used to the comfort of h