"Perfect..."<br/><br/>Her words were clipped short when Luther pulled her closer to him, that was all the invitation Jessie needed, taking it she moved to lower herself over his lap straddling him as he kissed her.  She murmured against his lips, the taste of him seeped into her, and boy didn't he taste good, there was no bitter beer taste from him, Jessie didn't have a word forthe way he tasted but she was happy to lose herself in him. Finally when he broke the kiss, Jess' senses resurfaced and she was further suprised that her hands had snuck there way under his shirt. That made her laugh with a raised brow, when did that happen?<br/><br/>"I have no reason to be sorry, do you?"<br/><br/>She shrugged easily but her hands made no move to come out of there hidding place under his shirt. Her fingers danced over him as she blindly took in what she could feel. Seemed too early in their friendship to strip clothes off each other, but strangely in the back of her mind she wished she was doing what she told Rob she was going to do with Luther, wild crazy monkey sex. The thought madr her smirk as she looked at him.<br/><br/>"A shame it was a different night..."<br/><br/>There was slight disappointment in her voice, even if it had been a different night would she have gone further? That was a good question but there was no way for her to know, they already both knew her time was getting shorter anyways. She was disappointed by the thought but perhaps it was for the better. She finally brought one hand from under his shirt while bracing herself with the other one. Her free hand reached up to trace the lines and curves of his face, lingering and taking her time in a lazy drawl.<br/><br/>"You have done so much for me without asking for anything in return. Is there anything I can do to repay you? Something you want that I can repay you with?"<br/><br/>She felt like a user in a way, he asked for nothing but he had done everything for her. She had no clue what his likes were or much less anything else, would be pointless to buy something he couldn't use. She thought about this for only a moment before leaning back into him, her lips grasping his again, this time of a slow exploring, something she could enjoy and take pleasure in before leaving here tonight. Her lips were slowly enticing his with slow lazy strokes before her tongue seeped into his mouth to taste and dance over his own. She shivered a little before pulling back to inhale a deep breath.<br/><br/>"Its getting late... my father will be expecting me soon..."<br/><br/>Her disappointment once more laced with stating the obvious to him and herself.  Still even after saying this she made no move to take her hand from under his shirt, nor a inch to move off his lap, it felt too right to move but yet she had to, she didn't want to make her father worry about where she was or when she would be home. Why couldn't it have been on any other night.<br/><br/>"Tomorrow then.. where at?"<br/><br/>Still no move was given except her full disappointment at how fast time flew by.