Chapter 17

• We were suddenly both in a hurry, moving especially fast after the languid pace of our kissing had been. She was tugging at her own pajama pants, jerking them and her panties down while I similarly tried to get my shorts off. She got caught up for a moment around her knees when I couldn't get out of the way and my shorts got snagged on my feet. But then we finally flung the offending garments away and dove back into each other's arms.
• We were both naked from the waist down as I settled my hips between her legs. My elbows were planted on either side of her while I gazed right down into her eyes. No words had yet been spoken. None were needed.
• Her hand was wrapped around my erection and she tugged it forward, guiding me into place until the crown was nestled in her moist folds. And when she removed her hands to place them against my biceps, I pressed forward, both of us moaning as the shaft slowly burrowed its way deeply into her wet tunnel.