Clarisse knew what was going to happen next but could no longer resist his teasing advances. She allowed him to carry her to the bedroom and lay her on the bed, pressing his body over hers and kissing her again. Her slender, soft body sank into the bed as he pinned her hands above her head. Their bodies were pressed tightly together, her softness against his shirt arousing him by the second.
Jonathan got up and started undressing himself. Clarisse looked away, embarrassed to see the perfect physique he had honed through years of working out. She was even more embarrassed to see the hardness under his underwear. While he was undressing, she took the opportunity to slip out from under him, wrapping herself in the quilt and curling up on the other side of the bed, glaring at him in both shame and annoyance.
