I moaned and closed my eyes, savoring the feeling of his lips pressed against mine, enjoying the way his tongue pressed my lips apart slightly and into my mouth. I loved the way he tasted, the way it felt to have our bodies tightly against one another. I couldn't help but notice the way my tits felt, so sensitive with my nipples rubbing up against him (through our layers of clothes). I couldn't help but hope he noticed, too. I wanted him to feel me, and I hoped he noticed my body as much as I noticed his.

I broke away, gasping for a breath. His eyes were still dark...