Polly POV
When his lips met mine, everything changed, it was a demanding but slow kiss, it was more like a slow seduction, the touch of his tongue against mine caused muscles that I had never noticed before to contract as if my body was anticipating something else.
Little by little his lips open mine to take his tongue into my mouth, intertwining our tongues that move at a slow but forceful pace.
I hope I get it right because otherwise, I would slowly die from embarrassment.
His hands release my wrists, I caress his hard chest and strong shoulders to rest them on the back of his neck pulling him closer to me. He rests his hands on my hips gluing them to his while his hands caress my belly in a determined way belly starting to ascend towards my breasts, brushing them with his fing
