A SMILE spread on my face as his lips moved delicately on mine, still allowing me to set the pace which I had initiated.
"Straddle me," he said, pulling away slightly. "I want to kiss you better."
I didn't need to be told twice because I want him to kiss me better too. I climbed onto his lap, spreading my thighs to straddle him while I had my hands on his shoulders. He adjusted me in his liking so I could feel his warm flesh pressing against the denim of my shorts and covered my mouth again. His fingers threaded through my hair and cupped my nape so that I couldn't escape even though I have no plan to.
But slow and tender was not what I wanted. I wanted to feel the heat and the passion from our first night. I kissed him with abandon, pouring everything and it was like lighting a firecra
