Matt had known that it was going to be difficult to only kiss Claudia. However, he had underestimated just how difficult it would be.
In retrospect, he saw that he definitely shouldn't have pulled encouragingly at her hips. It was hard enough to control himself without having her crotch grinding against his. He wanted her, and it was becoming increasingly obvious, in spite of his thoughts of trucks, golf, and dead puppies.
He bit her lip, roughly silencing the loud groan she was causing to build in his chest. It didn't help, though, nothing did.
After another moment, just as she moaned, when he was sure he was close to losing every speck of willpower he had, he ripped his mouth from hers and gasped for breath.
"Are you aching for me?" he breathed, still working to regain control of himself.