Maxine's Point of View

Alyn carried me and brought me to his room while we were still kissing. Our lips parted when he laid me down on his bed.

I bit my lower lip, "A-Are we going to do it?"

He smiled, "Yeah. You can stop me if you don't want to."

I shook my head, "No. Just touch me". I whined, arching impatiently against his hand.

"You asked for it," he uttered. He kissed me again on my lips, down to my neck, to my mounds. He took off my shirt and bra and played with my mounds. He spread my legs and slowly, he brought his middle finger...