She did think too much, but Shannon had always reasoned that it was because other people didn't think enough. At the moment, it was hard to think at all with Brock's hand on her chest and mouth on hers. Her stomach alternated between knotting up and exploding with butterflies. The arm that had been over her face was now around his neck, pulling him closer.
"Make me feel," she breathed out, as she broke the kiss for a second to catch her breath.