They were still kissing deeply when Sarah's mind raced with nervous thoughts.
'What is he going to do to me this time…?'
Andrey's hands began to move more aggressively over her body, sliding down her sides and then up to cup her breasts firmly. Sarah moaned into the kiss, her body arching instinctively against his touch.
He kneaded her breasts with growing confidence, his thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples through her clothes. Sarah's moans grew louder, her breathing turning ragged as arousal built quickly inside her.
They finally broke the kiss, both of them gasping for air, foreheads pressed together as they stared into each other's eyes. The intensity between them was palpable.
Andrey's voice was low and husky. "I'm going to take your clothes off."
Sarah nodded, her cheeks flushed. "Okay…"
