A hoarse growl vibrated from his throat, the tingly feeling I've grown accustomed to was making itself known. I whined, pressing my thighs together. We were moving in perfect sync together, his hands pressed firmly into my hips, holding me in place. "Please," I moaned, tugging on the back of his hair. I don't know what I'm pleading for. My emotions are all over the place. I'm aching between my legs, there's a throbbing sensation and it's driving me crazy.
He tangled his fingers through my hair and pulled my head back. I groaned as he slipped his tongue in my mouth. I halted, now what was I supposed to do? "Massage my tongue with yours." I did as he said. Our tongues battling together in an open mouth kiss, the ache was getting worse.
I hated that I was so inexperienced. If I wasn't I'd k
