Into the Storm
I yanked at his shirt. Okay, these tie open front blouse style shirts, not only looked super hot, they were so much easier to get open than buttons. Buttons were stupid, and I never wanted to deal with another one again. My skin pressed against his chest. He ran a hand up my back. I redoubled my effort to crawl inside of him via my lips. My heart pounded in my ears. I sucked in air as hard as I sucked in him.
Sounds got muffled, all that existed was Mann’s mouth on mine. He lowered me back. No, I was falling.
“Janey.” Mann patted my face.
I blinked up at him. Well, that put a real damper on the moment.