He didn’t look like he was going to stop and, frankly, it only made me want him more. Breathless with his proximity, I couldn’t think straight or think of anything else but him. Driven by pure instinct and the need to continue what we were doing, I closed the space between our lips and immediately felt lightheaded from the feeling of him.
With trembling intensity, our lips locked in a hungry battle of tongues sliding together and seeking, learning, exploring… more and more and so much more. And his hands, have mercy, those hands, he roamed over every inch of my body; up my shoulders, slowly down my spine, around my waist, caressing my thighs and between my thighs. Where his hands met, my body hummed, a skittering sensation burning under my skin. He held me as if claiming every part of me
