Whataya Want From Me | Closed.

"True," Catrina mumbled. "I'm sure I could get myself into some comprising positions when the guys and I start touring."

Brian bit his lip. "Just be safe," he said.

"I promise I'll be safe when we start touring," Catrina promised.

Brian nodded. "You don't know who has what out there," he said.

"You sound like my mom now," Catrina laughed.

Brian chuckled. "Thanks. I always wanted to be a mom," he teased.

Catrina laughed, setting the whiskey bottle down and moved in front of him. She cupped Brian's face in her hands and pressed her lips to his.

Brian kissed her back, reaching down and gripping her hips.

Catrina gripped onto Brian's hair roughly, moaning out softly against his lips.

Brian groaned. "You sure waste no time," he mumbled.

"Why waste time on foreplay if I'm already ready?"

"Because foreplay can feel amazing," Brian said.

"What makes you think," Catrina asked.

Brian smiled. "The best part is getting to feel someone else's skin against yours," he said. "And to know that when they kiss you all over your body, every kiss means they care. Plus, it's always nice to get a blowjob pre-penetration."

Catrina looked at Brian's clothed crotch before she looked up into his eyes again. "I don't know," she mumbled. "I feel like guys get more pleasure from foreplay. It's pretty hard to screw up a blow job but going down on a girl that's a whole different story."

"Maybe you've never had a guy with a talented mouth before," Brian said with a smirk.

"After my one ex I just decided it wasn't worth the hassle," Catrina admitted.

Brian shrugged. "I guess you'll never know then," he said.

Catrina looked at Brian a little surprised he wasn't offering since he brought it up.

Brian noticed the look on her face and chuckled softly. "You want me to eat you out?" he asked.