Part 47 (2/2)
”Well, maybe I said it wrong. I want to show you that I trust you.” She took a step toward him and clasped her arms around him. Suddenly he couldn't move.
She held on to him for several seconds, then raised up so that she could press her lips against his.
She had taken him by surprise, but only for a moment. And when she began to move her lips against his, he responded by leaning forward and angling his head to give her better access.
Heat sparked between them-clean and strong and arousing.
She made a small sound as she drank him in and gave him back the pa.s.sion she tasted on his lips. When he finally raised his head, they were both gasping for breath.
”It doesn't take so long,” she whispered.
”What?”
”To get that hot, tingly feeling.”
”You're getting used to it.”
”I want you to tell me something,” she asked shyly.
”Anything.”
She took his hand and pressed it directly over her center. ”What do I call this? I mean the part of me where the good feeling is the strongest.”
”Your c.l.i.toris. That's the technical word. But people call it a c.l.i.t for short.”
”My c.l.i.t,” she said, pressing his hand more firmly against her.
She lowered her arms, so that they were slung around his hips. Moving his hand out of the way, he let her pull him toward her, bringing his erection against her abdomen.
She moved against him, driving him wild at the contact. But he heard her make a small sound of frustration.
”You're too tall,” she murmured. ”I want to feel that against my c.l.i.t.”
”G.o.d, yes.”
”What should we do?”
”This.” He backed up so that his hips were braced against the wall, then splayed his legs so that he could equalize their heights. When he pulled her against his c.o.c.k, she made a sound of agreement.
”Do you think I'm acting too... forward?” she asked.
”Of course not. You're showing me you feel the same way I do.”
She opened her mouth, pressing her teeth against his shoulder. ”The hot, needy feeling never went away. I mean, it was there in the background, the whole time since the tent. Well, maybe not when the policeman was asking us question. But the rest of the time.”
”Yeah.”
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