Placing one knee on the chair between his thighs, I lean in and kiss him. He still doesn’t place his hands on me, but his mouth shows me how much he wants me. He tastes minty fresh and smells like citrus and leather. I place one hand on his hard chest and trail it down over his stomach. I can picture exactly how he looks underneath and my mouth waters at the memory. He finally lunges for me, wrapping an arm around my waist and tugging me down on top of him. I giggle as he settles me on his lap. His palm drops to my knee and he smiles in a way that is both sweet and sexy.
