There already lies an immediate difference in this moment than the one shared in the hotel in England. Where his kisses had begun passionate and kind, these were now deep and fervent; leaving my lips swollen as he would take hold of my hair and pull it backwards in a sudden jolt as I would gasp to his frenzied touch. At the same moment that his lips would now come to my neck, I would be lifted onto the surface of the counter as my fingers tried for his belt, before my touch had been ceased. Taking my wrists, he carried them over his shoulders until they fell loose just over his back and he would pull me closer to the edge of the counter.
“I want you to feel what you do to me…” He explained pushing himself against me enough to feel his erection between my thighs. A guttural grunt would le
