As I leaned in, our lips connected in a kiss that started gentle but quickly grew more intense. Her lips were soft and warm, and I felt a surge of desire as I deepened the kiss, my tongue exploring the warmth of her mouth.
The kiss was hungry, desperate, as if we both needed it more that we'd ever realized.
I let my hands trail up from her lips, lifting the shirt slightly as I moved. Her skin felt like fire against my fingertips. The shirt rose further, revealing her in her underwear.
My touch was tentative at first, but the way she shivered against me made me want more. I didn't bother sliding the shirt back down; there was something exhilarating about the way her bare skin felt under my hands.
