He tipped his head up for the kiss and bit his lower lip to stifle the groan that came the moment her fingers touched his length. It leaped against her hand of its own accord, nothing he could direct or control. He was too aroused for that. The best he could do was to keep his hips still, and that was difficult.

He swallowed audibly and lifted a hand to her shoulder to brace her. His grip was almost too tight, anticipation knotting him all over.