Skylar was most definitely not a virgin. She pressed herself closer to me as her lips met mine, both her hands rising to cup my face in her palms. Helpless under the onslaught of pressure she wielded, I opened my mouth to draw breath only to have it taken away from me a precious few seconds later by her questing tongue.
I was only a man. Who could blame me for getting hard? Blood swelled and surged within me as Skylar's hand dropped down to my chest, fondling my pectorals as she kissed me hungrily still. Her lips sliding against mine erased any and all qualms I had had about our previous encounter, and I parted my own lips further, allowing her tongue entrance. I could barely concentrate on returning her kiss. It felt as though all the blood in my body had gone to my head—to both heads—a
