"My heart jumped at her last sentence. It clearly meant that she expected me to try to go all the way with her.However what her response would be was ...till not clear."Do you mind my talking about this," I asked to make it doubly certain."No, I don't," she said, "I think that we should." I can admit now that I really didn't know how far to go, but now thinking back I wished that I had gone further," I replied.Really?" she said. It was definite now that she wanted me to go further, but when? Was. She felt his hand searching for her face, gently she guided him to her. He cupped her face, pushing her wild wet hair now everywhere away, he then sat up and kissed her ever so gently, sensing her fear of what she was doing. His hands leaving her face to softly massage her shoulders letting her relax into them. His lips left hers to kiss her throat gently down to the first button of her shirt. Charlotte leaned back, letting the rain drip on her face and the fresh breeze whip trough her hair.. ” He grabbed at my hair roughly with his left hand and pulled me into a kiss, his tongue probed my mouth as his right hand kneaded my arse. Just as quickly as it had started he pulled away leaving an aching in my groin and the coarse impression of his stubble on my face. “Hmmm, what to do with you my little slut.” He said as he traced a finger along my panty line and hooked it into the crotch, just softly enough to brush against my throbbing lips. He knew I was wet and that I wanted him. I. She wanted that, there was no denying that fact. The dampness that welled suddenly in her loins told her just how much she wanted that. But did she dare?His eyes studied her face. He was waiting for her to make the next move, either to reject him, or accept his unspoken suggestion. Unsure of herself, she leaned forward, her lips once more pressing against his. Almost of their own accord, her lips parted, giving his tongue entrance to her mouth.His arms tightened around her, no longer just.