She could probably kiss him like that all night. Possibly would, too, just to revel in the closeness of it. The new intimacy they were edging themselves into. God, it scared her, but what was she gonna do? She couldn't help how she felt and now being without him would be horribly worse than being afraid of losing him. A feeling she didn't want to examine too closely while she could feel him deep inside her, drawing himself through her with teasingly slow strokes.

She stifled a moan against his neck, she'd already been more than a little aroused before he was inside her and now it was just building up inside her, needing a release he wasn't giving her yet. It was frustrating and blissful and she found herself running her fingers down his back a little harder as her breathing kicked up another notch and she felt, more than heard a little whimper escape her.