Carmen tilted her head back looking up at Shane. “Oh…okay.” she said as she pressed her lips gently against Shane’s. Cupping Carmen’s face with her hands, Shane titled her head to the left deepening the kiss.

Carmen moaned, twisting her fingers into the fabric of Shane’s shirt. Slowly, Shane backed Carmen against the kitchen table, blindly feeling for the tie of Carmen’s robe, pulling a laugh from her. “Shane what are you doing?”

Shane slid her scorching tongue over Carmen’s jaw line. “Trying to get this fucking thing off of you.” she replied kissing Carmen on her throat right under her ear on the piece of skin that was directly related to her g-spot. Shane’s hands had a mind of their own slowly sliding up and down Carmen’s now exposed body.

Carmen moaned, her senses pulled in every direction. “Jenny’s here, Shane.” Shane’s hands made their way back to Carmen’s hair. She tipped her head to the side, and slowly slid her tongue into Carmen’s mouth, relishing in the taste she had come to know and love so much. Carmen felt dizzy, her thoughts running into each other, completely indecipherable.

Much to Shane’s dismay, Carmen broke the kiss, her breathe ragged and uneven. “Jenny’s here,”

she said more insistently. Shane softly kissed Carmen’s cheek. “She didn’t get in until 3′, she’s not going to get up, until she has to leave.” Shane whispered, the urgent need for Carmen very apparent in her voice. “Let’s go to the room,” Carmen suggested. Shane nodded ‘no’ as she lifted Carmen on to the table. The robe sliding down to Carmen’s elbows. “Too far.”

Carmen opened her mouth to protest, but Shane quickly quieted her by covered it with her own it a torturously slow kiss. Carmen slumped her shoulders in obvious defeat as she lost herself in Shane’s taste. With her right hand behind Carmen’s head keeping her indefinitely locked in the kiss, Shane slowly began to glide her left hand down Carmen’s body to her thighs. Shane racked her barely there nails against Carmen’s skin slowly inching between Carmen’s legs and teasingly parting her lips.

Carmen moaned her hands tangled in the short locks of Shane’s hair. Her breathe hitched in her throat as Shane begin to circle her clit, her hips grinding along to the rhythm. Carmen broke the kiss, but kept her face only inches away from Shane’s. “Baby…”she whispered breathlessly.