"I want you," she whispered onto his ear, her voice trembling with anticipation, laced with desire.
Her breath kissed his ear, her fingers—light, teasing, electric—found the collar of Mikey's neck and tugged him closer, almost desperately.
He didn't resist. How could he? Her warmth pulled at him like gravity, and the way her flushed cheeks glowed beneath the soft light, eyes heavy with longing, lips parted—
He didn't waste a second. With a low, breathless sound caught in his throat, he tugged her closer and crashed his lips onto hers, claiming her mouth in a rough, hungry kiss. It was urgent, fevered, as if he'd been waiting lifetimes for this moment.
As their lips danced, his hand moved with purpose, slipping between her thighs, his fingers gliding along her slick folds. She gasped into his mouth, her body arching into his touch, trembling with every gentle stroke.
