It wasn't that she wasn't enjoying herself! Tracey just didn't understand the concept of romance, especially while shagging. It wasn't like she had much experience with either. In fact, he was practically her first, when it came to sex. As for the romance, she wasn't sure she really believed in that, anyway. What she did believe in was the way he touched her and...well, he could do that just fine, when he wanted to.
His light kisses did erase the frown, endearing her to him enough that she actually smiled a little. She wasn't angry, she was just...confused. Unsure. A lot of things that she didn't quite know how to cope with, yet. But as he mouth dropped lower, Tracey's eyes closed and began to enjoy the way he was touching her. Exhaling audibly, she felt his lips find the curve of her throat and begin to taste--Oh Merlin, that felt nice.
Her back arched, as his hands began to lightly tease her breasts, and he finally got that sound he had been searching for. Whining softly, she lifted her hips once again to brush against him, her body still hot and eager. Why was he taking so long!?