Summer squirmed closer, kissing him harder as she felt him respond. Softly, she hummed, eyes fluttering closed, and slid one hand up into his hair. It was just as nice as she’d imagined.
Shivering and slowly arching up against her, he cocked his head to the side and allowed her to take complete control of the kiss, his own hands settling on her hips.
She pulled away, slowly, eyes flicking open. “Isaac,” she breathed. “I — too fast? Too … ?”