“What do you want?” I whispered.

“Sex.” She shot back, her hand making circles over her cunt. I searched her eyes, wanting her so badly, but questioning whether she was testing me or not. I shifted, realising how wet I had become.

“Are you angry with me?”

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her hands, imagining touching her like she was touching herself.

She nodded slightly. “A little. Are you angry with me?”

I swallowed and softly replied. “I was.”

The ghost of a smile passed over her face and she moved languidly towards me, until we were inches apart.

“I-“ I cleared my throat, my mouth suddenly very dry. “What happened to waiting?”

“Nothing, apart from it’s driving me insane.” She put her arms around my neck, looking intently at my lips.

“This isn’t about earlier, is it?” I said, trying to resist her.

Her brow crinkled.

“I just thought, I mean, with Lara…”

“This has got nothing to do with her, ok?” She snapped. “Aren’t you bored of waiting?” I saw a trace of vulnerability in her come-hither stare.

Was that what this was about?

I sighed. “I’m not going to run off with anyone just because we’re not having sex, Al.” 

“Sometimes you don’t make me feel very secure about that, Dana.” She whispered.

I closed my eyes briefly. “I’m not going anywhere with anyone but you.” I paused, half of me cursing what I was about to say. “… I just think you were right before – we need to take this slow.” I held her tight, feeling every perfect inch of her against my sensitised skin.

“God, you feel great.” I added huskily.

“So do you.” She breathed against my neck. I felt her hands sliding down my back to my ass.

“I’m sorry about earlier.” I said, trying to distract myself from her body.

“I am too.” She murmured, caressing my ass.

“Please, Al, don’t…” I gazed into her eyes, which were now rather amused.

“Why?” I felt her smile against my neck, and we started to kiss, the embrace growing deeper by the second.