Mark pulled me even closer to him, and as our kiss deepened, I could tell he wanted more. I shifted my body so I was straddling his lap and facing him directly now. His hands instantly went up to my head and cradled it gently. He stroked my hair, sending tingles down my spine, and goosebumps attacked my skin. It was hot and breathless and perfect.
I pulled back suddenly, worried this would be too much for him. “Are you still in pain? If you’re still recovering, we shouldn’t go any farther.”
Mark’s chest heaved up and down, and he was just as breathless as me. He stroked my face with the back of his fingers. “I don’t feel any pain with you so close.”
I leaned my head forward, and pressed my forehead against his. It took every ounce of my strength to not do anymore. “We should be careful.
