Her kisses grow more intense, her tongue dancing with yours as she moans softly into your mouth. It's clear that she's losing control, and it feels amazing to be the one who has brought her to this point of desire. Her hands continue their exploration, gently pinching at your nipples through your clothes before moving lower still, caressing up and down your stomach and chest.

Her kisses become more demanding, her tongue thrusting deeper into your mouth as she moans against you. Her fingers slide lower still, parting your legs and teasing the sensitive flesh at the apex of your thighs. "Please," she whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "I want to feel you inside me."

Her hips grind against yours, pressing their erect lengths together in an attempt to ease the ache building within her.