Shane moved in and captured Lindsays lips. There was no innocence this time as Shane took advantage of Lindsays gasp to expertly enter her mouth with her tongue. She flicked her tongue against Lindsays playfully, daring her to join the game.

The two tongues dueled, rubbed, and caressed. Both are out of breath now, but neither cared.

Lindsays hands now were clasping Shanes head to hold her close, not willing for the kiss to end for any reason.

All the while, Shanes right hand was buried in Lindsays hair, not wanting to let this heat go either. Her left hand however was traveling, at time barely touching to deeper caresses on her way down Lindsays arm then to her side, making sure as to not touch her breast on the way just her side then down her hip then back up again.

At every pass of Shanes hand not touching her breast at all, Lindsay grew more frustrated, more heated. Her nipples were pebbled hard and the pressure against Shanes own chest was not enough.

At the third pass, Shane grabbed Lindsays hips and pulled her pelvic tightly against her own while bowing her backward. She trailed her lips down Lindsays throat, sucking and licking all the way.

When the barrier of Lindsays thin t-shirt got in the way, Shane just ignored it. She bunched the back of Lindsays shirt together so it would pull more tightly in the front outlining her chest.

Shane groaned deeply in her throat when she saw the two nipples perfectly. Almost as if against her will, Shane leaned down and took the right nipple in her mouth and sucked hardly. Her left hand went to the other nipple and pinched it.

Lindsay moaned uncontrollably. Never has such simple caresses turned her on so much. The heat of Shanes mouth, the hard suction along with the rubbing against fabric was getting to be too much for her. However when she felt Shane lifted her head, she let out a sigh of bereavement.

Shane looked up at Lindsay intently, Where is the bathroom? Arousal has made her voice even huskier than usual.

What? Desire has made Lindsays brain mush.