-Corrine-

I wanted it. I really, really wanted it. And I knew Andrew wanted it, too.

But I didn’t want to do it like the last time we did. I wanted it to be slow, sweet, full of lust yet somewhat filled with affection.

“I want it,” I whispered on his lips when he touched mine with his, but he was not yet to kiss me.

“But?”

He knew the tone I was making and I was happy because I felt that he understood me better than before.

“But this time,” my hand crept on his broad shoulder and slowly down to his chest, “I’ll take the lead.”

His eyes...