“Maybe it’s the lingering pulse of the distant music or my own thundering heartbeat, but it’s like my sense of reasoning was peeled off along with my clothes. All I know from the raw hunger in my chest and wet desire sticky between my legs, is that I need her. It feels as if I don’t have those sinful lips pressed against me soon, there’ll be hell to pay.
“Take my mind off it then,” I say as I twist my fingers in her hair and tilt my body up towards the burning trails her fingers are tracing into my skin.
I can feel her smile against my neck. “With pleasure.”