Andrew, it is not what you think', she said, grabbing my hands. Her touch was my undoing. I could not pretend to be a gentleman anymore as I pulled her into my arms for a kiss.

I had meant for the kiss to be a quick one, to show her that what the other men can do or give to her, I could do much more. But as the kiss progressed, I just couldn't help myself, I lost myself in it. Her soft lips yielding to mine, rather than bringing out the beast in me, tamed it, causing a calm to descend on me and ...