“Don’t stop.” It came out in a whisper, as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. After a moment, she opened her eyes, reaching up one trembling hand to caress his face. “I don’t deserve you … “
His eyes widened with surprise at her softly-spoken words, and he shook his head, berating her with his eyes as he leaned to kiss her on the lips. “You do, you deserve me, you deserve to be loved too, Summer,” he breathed out into the kiss, trying to keep his hips still.
She’d never seen /that/ look on his face before. Loving and scolding and sad, all at the same time. Before she could really think about it, he kissed her, and shifted slightly, and all she could do was moan, shifting her hips in reply, begging with her body since he had her mouth stopped. She needed him to move.