Her fingers tangled tightly within his shirt while her lips moved against his with desperate longing that instantly shattered whatever restraint he still possessed.
The softness of her mouth, the warmth of her body pressed over him, and the quiet whimpers escaping her throat were enough to drive every coherent thought from his mind.
Yet even within the haze of desire clouding his senses, Kelvin still forced himself to remain careful with her.
His hand slid gently along her waist before settling against her thigh and the other on her ass. He squeezed them hard, causing blood to rush to her clit as it throbbed with need and desire.
Sonia gasped, her breast pressed against his chest, hardened. "Kel," she moaned.
And when Kelvin moved his hand away, she grabbed his hand, pushing it down behind her until it stopped just between her folds. "Touch…me," she moaned.
