Chapter 34

• Clyde expected Emma to pull away, and quarrel with him for his invasive action. Her body language towards his move would tell him if they had hit rock bottom. If not, tonight seals it for him. No more waiting. Every night has been excruciatingly painful, having to have his freedom by punching a bag so that he wouldn't have his mind fixed on getting pleasure.
• Surprisingly, Lana tipped her toes and deepened the kiss further. She twirled her tongue around the roof of Clyde's mouth, causing him to moan. Slowly, his hands found their way to her waist, resting on each hip. They were ravaging the wall of one another's mouths in seconds.
• Clyde in no time was running his hand up and down Emma's back, causing a chill to run down her spine. It was both relaxing and arousing for Emma, the familiar feeling of Clyde's skillfulness with his tongue hitting her brain.