Cent took a deep breath and leaned toward Grace. As if she had felt the source of her relief, the cold body that could take her heat away. She instinctively raised her hands and wrapped them on his neck.
He waited and did not move. She reached for his lips and kissed him. Her body ached with need as if she did not have a choice. But the kiss did ot return. He just leaned on her without putting his weight on her.
But grace did not care, she was beyond reasoning. Her body was aching all over and she wanted more of it, more of her relief. She pulled her mouth closer to his and kissed her again. This time, he did not resist. He moved closer, his mouth barely touching hers. It was so faint that if not for her heightened sensitivity, she would not have felt it. But it is not enough.. So she leaned, a bit impatient. When she was rewarded with another touch but it was also bare, as if he was forcing himself hard to touch her.
