She made a muffled whimper as he bore her down to the blankets, hands skimming his naked flesh. She sighed blissfully, kissing him back hard and gasping for breath between the biting, intense kisses. “I want you,” she breathed, drawing her nails down his skin.
Hands ghosted eagerly across flesh that had been untouched for so long, and he let out a greedy little whine, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he hovered above her. “Need you…” he begged her hoarsely, eyes darting up to hers for permission as he tried to remove the remainder of her clothes, wanting her body to be pressed up against his.
Summer tugged at her dress again, trying to pull it off over her head. It was hard with him distracting her, with the need to keep kissing him, touching him. Her hair caught on the neckline as she dragged the fabric over her head, spilling red tresses down her shoulder.