Thane received the kiss with much delight this time, his tongue rolling all over my mouth as our lips clashed. He stood up from the ground and crawled up on me, pushing me down to the mat with the rhythm of the kiss.
His palm guarded by head against the floor while his other hand arched my waist which crashed against the hard rock in his pants.
Thane was unvarying with the flow and I wasn’t pulling back either, we’ve been kissing for a whole minute and still had no thoughts of halting.
My tense body began to lighten, my mind lost in the clouds. I’ve been dying for physical touch for years. I’ve dreamt of this moment over and over again.
He was finally in between my legs, my handsome stepbrother and I could wait to moan his name.
I looked away in the middle of the kiss and saw both Za
