She wanted to push him back down on the bed, but her brain was too muddled with pleasure and desire as he returned her touch and kissed her. Her hips ground against his hand and she pulled away from the kiss to take a deep breath, licking her lips and looking back at him, eyes darkened with lust.
Were they doing to try and stop themselves now? Because, if Lynne had a say in it, the answer would be no.