She draws her knees up more, bracing her feet firmly on the bed and sighs into his mouth. The flattery is sweet, and it makes her cheeks flush deeper. Her hands move up and down his back, but she's careful about that, keeping them from his lower back. She can feel the tremble inside him, that pent up need that, if pushed too much, will end things now.

Moon begins to kiss him with more fervor, less innocence, as his hand coaxes her, makes her heart pound once again and her lower body squirmed a bit on the sheets as desire settled hotly between her thighs.