As he laid on top of me, kissing me, my hands searched for the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning them one by one, without breaking the kiss, I softly pushed his shirt down his shoulders and he helped me shrug it off, tossing it to one side.
The contact of his skin on mine immediately made my whole body heat up, his weight on me again making me forget everything around us.
I reached for his belt buckle, and Mark smirked against my lips.
"Someone is eager…"
"You sound terribly mad about it…" I teased. "I'm simply taking what I want." I whispered.
"I'm going to have to teach you some patience, Abs." His tone was dark, hungry.
He finished taking off the belt but didn't take off his pants yet. Instead, his lips moved down my neck, in between my breasts, planting kisses and his hands followed, teasing around.
He stopped when he reached my panties, where his fingers started playing with the lace around my hipbone.
"That tickles." I chuckled.
