Macy had no time to wonder at this sudden escalation, because I began kissing her steadily. I was gentle, but I wanted Macy to feel how much I wanted her. The only way she'd get out of her head was if I dragged her out. And so, I flooded her senses.

Touch was key. Even as our bodies pressed together, lips locked, I began running my free hand all over Macy's body, exploring every curve and trace of her skin, although I was still careful to avoid any truly sensitive areas. I began letting out soft noises of approval, letting Macy hear how much I was enjoying her body. My...