As Davis pointed to the constellations, I looked at him and thought about how much I wanted to touch him, but then I thought about the infections and sharing of spit that would require. But for once in my life, I wouldn't let that control me. I wanted this badly enough I wouldn't let my irrational fears take over. I scooted over and started kissing him. "This wasn't what I had in mind but I like it," he grinned.
He tossed me down on the bed and took his shirt off. I had never realized how muscular he was. He peeled off my shirt and unhooked my bra. He slowly moved his tongue in circles around my nipples. I bit my lip, afraid to make a sound. He moved his mouth down my body and unbuttoned my jeans. He slipped off my panties, and slowly started moving his tongue around my clit. I dug my nails so far into the sheets I heard a rip. I could feel his erection pressing against my leg so I slid down the bed and took off his jeans and boxers. I put his member in my mouth and started kissing it. Davis moaned as he picked me up, and put me on top of him. For a split second, I thought about HIV but I wanted this so badly I just focused on the pleasure I was feeling.
When we were done, I put my head against his shoulder and slowly drifted into a deep sleep, happy as I'd ever been.