"Then kiss me like you mean it."
That was the only invitation he needed, as he leaned in and crashed his lips against hers again. He lay down beside her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her closer to himself, breathing in her scent. The moment was euphoric, as his hands slipped under her shirt, tracing over her bra, and then moving to her back. He pulled away a moment later, only to latch his lips onto her neck, as she turned her face away to provide him with more access. His kisses became rougher and more desperate, before he started sucking, licking her skin.
"Do it," Monica whispered, holding onto his hair.
"You sure?" Tyson asked, pulling away to look her in the eye. Both their eyes were gleaming brightly, Monica's blue, and Tyson's purple, as all they wanted was t
