I answer him by worming around so I can clench my arms behind his neck and pull him down so I can reach him. And then I kiss him the way I've always wanted to... slowly, gently at first, teasing his mouth with my tongue, then harder, demanding that he reciprocate, shifting slightly against him, feeling him clasp me hard against him, feeling my heart pounding away like a drum as a hot ache fills me.
I break off, panting, and tuck myself in under his chin. He takes a shuddering breath.
"Wow", we say, at the same time, and I laugh helplessly. Then I shift slightly, able to feel the obvious effect I've had on him as his p***s presses into my thigh.
I wriggle, and he snorts. "Proud of yourself, Em?"
"Exceedingly." I say. Then I shift, and drop a hand down along his chest, down past his stom
