David trembled. Greg was so close and his breath was so hot that he could have no doubt about his intentions. Greg's lips brushed David's ear, evoking a sensation of electricity in him.
Oh shit, it was really working! Greg was working on David!
On reflex he wanted to run away, but he didn't. It wasn't a determination of his will. It was a different kind of instinct, more primal than the desire to escape. An instinct wanting pleasure. Exactly like when Gustav touched him for the first time.
David swallowed with difficulty. Oh dear, if he doesn't stop Greg, if he lets him take a step further, who knows how far they will go. And after all, they haven't even been on their first date yet! If they're already having fun now, won't David come off as a total slut?
