/Jane/
I couldn't find my way. I was completely absorbed by Kurt Weller's music and the sensations and feelings he was eliciting in me. It was the sensation of his hands and mouth on my body that made me feel hot and cold at the same time. Other than one thought: please don't make me stop, my mind was whirling, and I was unable to form any other coherent thoughts.
The moment his mouth came back into mine, he let out a small moan as one of his hands sank into my hair. The way he pressed his hips against mine was a testament to his excitement. My eyes flutter shut as a shiver of desire sweeps across my body, causing my entire body to ache. In a single motion, my hands slid down his back, grabbing hold of the top of his boxers and pushing them down, trailing my nails across his pert, littl
