Megan didn’t mind getting caught. Hannah was so astute that she caught her in good lies; it was fun to be caught in the bad ones. “I think the sights here a beautiful,” she breathed, looking directly at Hannah.
“Well, you can give me detention,” she breathed, “because I am not going to let you go without getting a kiss.” Megan could tell that she was getting a kiss for sure, though she was still nervous but had no idea why.
As the kiss got deeper, she murmured softly into the kiss as Hannah was actually the first one to use her tongue. Not wanting to be one-upped, Megan’s tongue lightly brushed Hannah’s as she tried to delve deeper.