'I love being with you.' She told me anxiously, lifting herself up with her face making it very clear she didn't just mean as a friend.

I smiled happily. 'Me too.'

She didn't speak, she just leaned down and kissed me again, and this time I could see that her eyes were closed.

As we kissed I felt her move, hooking one leg over my own outstretched one and pressing herself onto my thigh so that I could feel her pussy touching my skin, gently rubbing against me. I wasn't surprised, so far I'd been the one to have all the fun and I knew she must be so wound...