How on earth was she supposed to think straight, let alone formulate a coherent demand when he kissed her the way he did? Her heart was pounding as he plundered her mouth, driving her dizzily to be even more sensitive to his touch.<br/><br/>"I want..." she gasped as she broke their kiss for a gulp of air, then returned to their kiss, melting under his burning lips. "I want to have something more...to..." she gasped again in between kisses, running her fingers through his dark hair and pressing her self against him as she sat in his lap.<br/><br/>"I want more of this, more of what I am feeling," she finally managed to get out. "I want more of your hands and mouth, and your arms around me."<br/><br/>The words left her cheeks scarlet but her heart a little lighter.