“Your house is beautiful,” I muttered as her lips leaned in closer to mine, closing the distance slowly.
She shrugged her shoulders, “it’s just a house,” she murmured before pressing her lips to mine.
My hands went to her hair as hers went to my hips and held me close, our lips battled for control before deepening into a close lip-lock. We stayed leaning against her table, our hands and mouths exploring each other before I leaned back with a gasp. She continued to kiss down my cheek and jaw before sucking on my neck.
The table supported me as she pushed my body back onto it, leaning over me and reaching to grab the bottom of my shirt. I grasped her hands, panting with my legs half around her.
“We should... Go slow...” I managed to gasp out, whimpering softly when her lips left my neck.
