This time Darcy couldn't help but moan a little with her. No one had ever made him feel like this before. His limited experience had been pretty much going through the motions, there had been no genuine affection there. This was so different, everything was heightened and more intense. Fuck, he wanted her.
She moved her hips a little bit and he moaned again, feeling like his skin was on fire with lust for her. "OhmygodAshley-" he murmured against her lips. It wasn't sex, they were still clothed, it was like a loophole, wasn't it? At least that was what his very distracted mind was telling him to explain why he wasn't telling her to get off him.