Rather than me towering above her to kiss her lips, I pulled her to me. I swear we made out for ten full minutes, and I’m almost sure I felt her hips thrust toward me a couple times. Then again it may have been my hips thrusting into to hers. At one point, I raised her leg over my waist, hoping she’d just know what to do and move up and sit on my throbbing rod. She didn’t. I had to make the move. All the moves. My hands slid up the back of her leg and I raised it higher, running my fingers to the inside of her leg and up to her ass. Time seemed to stand still and I didn’t care if it went any further than where it was at. Her naked body blanketing mine was euphoric enough, but of course I tried. I slid two fingers between her legs, spreading her slipperiness through her slit, my cock pressing hard against her leg. “I want to taste you, Jaq,” I rasped, our lips separating, mine sucking hard on her neck. My lips lifted her off me slowly, moving her to her back, my fingers instantly finding her throbbing nub.
