Simon might have misread the intent of the increase in pressure, or perhaps he had ideas of his own about how he wanted things to go. As she pushed at him, he allowed himself to be pushed. He lay back on the couch and she came to him, putting herself firmly in the driver’s seat. She had one leg on either side of him, gripping him tightly now. Her dress had been pushed up partly and she knew that his hands would be there, on her thighs, soon enough. She could wait now. She didn’t have to rush things. Everything was going to come to her in time, she knew that now. There was excitement but also a kind of relief - this was happening, it was finally, actually happening! She leaned down to kiss him, quickly pushing her hair back once more. She put her hands on his chest - it felt so strong, so firm - as she started to kiss him slowly, lingering, wanting to enjoy every single sensation of what was happening. She kissed him and felt his hands on her waist. Then they moved down, slowly,
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