Robbie couldn't help but follow her - drawn in by her as if she was a siren. Blood rushed through his head as he ran his hand down over her hip to her thigh and they were both breathing hard and the kissing was turning wetter and sloppier. He felt an unmistakeable twitching and tension in his trousers that made him realize that this could very easily lead to sex. He remembered that he had not carried a condom in years and also that it was a ridiculously long time since.
He also realized that sex meant deep emotions - otherwise he felt uncomfortable in bed - but he really did not want deep emotions. They were what had gotten him into trouble - blinded him and finally hurt him in the end. Too many things like this ran through his head at the same time as he wanted her more and more, but could't bring himself to either stop or move on to the next stage.