He lets her do most of the work, because then he can keep feeling her up. Only when the thing is stuck on his arms does he let go, and allow the jacket to fall to the floor. When his hands go back on her, one returns to her backside, and the other rests high on her ribs, just to the side of her breast. He kisses her again, harder, pulling her against him.
'Were you in the bath when I knocked?' he murmurs, when he comes up for air. His breathing is a tad heavy.
She may have to wait to reply. He's snogging her again.
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He lets her do most of the work, because then he can keep feeling her up. Only when the thing is stuck on his arms does he let go, and allow the jacket to fall to the floor. When his hands go back on her, one returns to her backside, and the other rests high on her ribs, just to the side of her breast. He kisses her again, harder, pulling her against him.
'Were you in the bath when I knocked?' he murmurs, when he comes up for air. His breathing is a tad heavy.
She may have to wait to reply. He's snogging her again.