She'd shot him a warning look when he stopped, in case he really started teasing her, but oh, the kiss that came after it! Slow and deep as his tongue slid in against hers. Lyra moaned softly against his lips, returning the kiss as she let him press her back, breaking it with a sharp gasp and a laugh when he tugged her down.
It felt better under the covers though, and more importantly, under him. "So bad," she agreed, sliding her hand behind his neck and kissing him hungrily, her other hand reaching between his legs to touch him, an electric thrill going through her at the slide of the condom and the firm hardness of him beneath it.