The Evolution of Genius: Every Night, I Get Smarter!

Veronica said in a shy voice, "Wait," as Oliv looked back at her.

ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ No(ᴠ)ᴇlFire.nᴇt

"Wait? what for?"

"I ... I don’t know..."

"Veronica, just let go," I told her.

Veronica sighed and opened herself to Oliv.

I watched in fascination. This was new in many ways.

Oliv started by stroking Veronica, which made her move around on the bed. From watching Veronica with me, Oliv knew how sensitive she was to teasing.

This worked well for Oliv and Veronica as well.

I watched as Oliv confidently ran her hands across Veronica’s flesh, tickling her with her fingertips. I could feel Veronica’s anticipation within my own body.

Fingers were one thing, tongues were another.

Oliv was a little apprehensive as she moved closer to Veronica.