There was a voice in her head telling to stop it, stop it right that moment. But the rest of her head was telling her good it felt to be in Nicky's arms, how good he tasted on her lips and how much she wanted to be with him.
Laying back on the bed, Megan kept moaning and sighing happily as his lips moved up and down along her neck. "Nicky," she whispered softly. "I love when you kiss me."