Alec is so close that I cannot help myself and I move my hand up to grab the back of his head to bring him closer so that he finally presses his lips against mine.
All thoughts of anything but this man and what I want to do with this man, are gone.
Evaporated.
Don’t exist.
His weight is on top of me, pushing me back onto the short couch, his hand moving all the way up…under my skirt.
It’s overwhelming, a teensy bit scary, and exciting all at the same time.
This is all so new…so sudden and, frankly, unbelievable.
Alec’s fingers move to my inner thigh just as his lips move to my neck, working their way upwards to nibble on my lower ear.
My legs seem to spread in invitation all on their own as Alec’s fingers tease their way around my panties, sliding under the band, then moving down
