"Now you've got my expectations up. Good luck." Kate teased, though her eyes fell closed at his attentions. She liked his playfulness, the way his warm, strong hands felt on her body. She liked how he made her feel.
He wasn't actually expecting a response to that question, was he? Because Kate was more interested in the kissing than she was in responding. Both hands tangled in his hair. Her hips rocked up against his. Thejeans were very, very much too constricting now. She breathed out through her nose in a deep gush of air while her tongue pushed though to his mouth.
But she pulled back a moment later, nudging her nose against his once. "I can think of a few places to start," she whispered breathily, reaching down to tug his shirt up.