“That was my fear,” you said, defeated.

“I know it sucks, but it may not be that bad. Everyone in the office seemed pretty curious about you, I’m sure you’ll be well taken care of.”

“That’s easy for you to say, you’re not an inch tall,” you replied.

Marissa looked at you, you could tell she was trying to formulate an answer. Then she smiled.

“Tell me you don’t like being in my hand,” she said.

You thought about it. You did like it.

“I mean, I like it, but…”

“Tell me you don’t like this,” she replied, cutting you off. She brought you up to her lips and kissed you, her lips covering your whole body. Her tongue peeked out from between them, and licked you, and she kissed you again. Without thinking you pressed your body against her mouth, caressing her lips and kissing her upper lip. You had longed to do that when you were younger, and now you were. Not how you expected, but it was amazing none the less.

Marissa pulled you away slightly from her lips. She started to speak, her warm breath making you tingle.

“And tell me you’re not going to like it later when I slip you in my panties…”

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