Melinda’s head was reeling. Bill was so warm and firm against her, and she could feel everything… and she wanted to feel more. It baffled her how more than perfectly fine she was with being naked with a man she hardly knew, and that she hadn’t even kissed yet. Her heart was pounding and even her breath had gotten a little harder just from the sheer closeness to him.
“Is this..?” she whispered, her knee drawing slowly up along the side of his long leg. She wanted to kiss him, she wanted him to kiss her, she wanted… she wanted… she wanted him and she didn’t know what to say or what to do, if kissing him would be taking things too far in his mind.