The room around them seemed to dissolve, leaving nothing but the sensation of her lips, the subtle hint of alcohol, and the undeniable connection that pulled them inexorably closer. Leon's hands slid from her face down to her shoulders, feeling the smooth fabric of her blouse and the warmth of her skin beneath.
Alecia's hands were not idle; they roamed across Leon's back, pulling him closer, her fingertips digging into his muscles through the fabric of his shirt, urging him to abandon caution.
Leon could feel the heat and desire from her, they were genuine, and it didn't feel right for him to let her be like this either, while it would seem like the best thing to do, it would be pure torture to leave her filled with desire like this.
Alecia's hand digged into his chest and caressed his muscular chest, her movement was though a bit rough, was sensuous as well.
She gingerly began to unbuttoning his shirt, deepening the kiss as she did so.
