PlotBrownie
May We Meet Again
Tyler smiled softly to himself as Acacia snuggled into his side and he draped an arm over her, pulling her even closer before kissing the top of her head.
He was on cloud nine at this point. First make out, first hand job, first time pleasuring a girl. And all of them was with Acacia, someone he trusted and loved and cherished so much it scared him when he thought about it for too long but he wouldn't want it to be anyone else.
His hand was resting on her arm and he drew patterns on her skin with the pad of his finger while his other hand held the one that she rested on his torso. “You good?” He asked her after they'd spent a few moments in peaceful silence.