Ward growls again, but rests his forearms on either side of my head and leans in to kiss me gently. He thrusts his hips against mine, arousal grinding against me as his tongue seeks entry to my mouth again. I part my lips, allowing in his soft tongue, stroking it with my own. There is a grumble from his chest and his pelvis moves faster. I moan. The only thing between us is my shift and the heat of him is getting to me. I want to feel him against my skin. I want to lose myself in sensations so I don't have to think anymore. I grip his shoulders and pull him closer, making him growl. The cool air on my thighs lets me know my shift has ridden up. Or been pulled up. Warm gingers find their way under the hem and I buck. Ward stills.
“Do you want me to stop?J” He murmurs against my lips.
“No.
