I whine softly into his mouth at the touch of his hand, my hips jerking slightly from the somewhat unexpected contact. I pant against his lips to catch my breath, then deepen the kiss again, a bit more hurriedly this time.

My hand that's still resting on his chest glides lower, down to cup him in return, though his clothes are still tragically in the way there.

I want him to come undone with me this time. I want to make him feel as good as he makes me.