| Damn, it felt good. We caught our breath. I wiped my face and got up to leave the room. "Where are you going?" Jeff asked. "Close your eyes." I replied. I went to the kitchen and got out some champagne. I poured myself a glass and drank it. Then I got an ice cube and went back to the bedroom. I closed the door behind me. I turned Jeff on his back and put the ice cube up and down his backbone. He grabbed the pillow and groaned. The room filled with my giggles and his groans. "You like?" I whispered into his ear. I smiled at him, he smiled back. He wrestled me to my back. He kissed my neck softly. I returned the favor by pulling him on top of me into a kiss. Jeff had to be the best kisser in the world. I started playing with Jeff, massaging him with my hands. "Jeff?" "Yeah?" "Are we making love?" I asked. I chuckled, he smiled. I kissed him and became real serious. With his eyes closed, he tried to taste the difference. He eased away from me. He looked into my eyes. "I love you, Trish." "I love you too." |