C21 Twenty-one

A sigh leaves my lips, my shoulders sag, I don’t know what to say and I am grateful for the fact that he doesn’t try to continue the conversation. I don’t want to mess things up again by saying the wrong things.

The bra drops from my hand to the floor, I shrug off my shorts and panties, stand on my toes to place a chaste kiss on Brandon’s lips. I want him to take the lead. We stare at each other