He kissed me again, passionately this time. He's sucking up my lips as if they're his favourite lollipop. He pulled my head back by grasping my hair and slid his other hand inside my dress from the slit of my dress. I froze for a second as his hand rubbed against my bare thigh. He took his hand up, caressing my thigh. I'm trembling with his touch, it is arousing my inner desire. He grabbed my bare waist from inside my dress and yanked me closer to himself. Our bodies are pressing against ...