For the briefest of moments Lana had second thoughts.  Then, as quickly as those thoughts entered her mind, they vanished.<br/><br/>In her whole life, as short as it was, no one had ever spoken to her this way.  Touched her the way Steve touched her.  Aroused her so much so that she swore her pussy was leaking down her thighs, swore her nipples were going to rip through her brand new blouse.<br/><br/>His finger curling her hair made her glad beyond words she decided to let her hair down.  Her breathing was labored, if at all.   When his hand found her ass and pulled her against him, she moaned softly, unable to stop the sound before it left her mouth.  Her hands landed on his chest, her fingertips moving slowly, feeling the strength of him beneath them.<br/><br/>As he voiced the last question, her eyes found his, alternating between them and his lips.  She needed to taste this man.  “Don’t you think you’ve done enough talking for one night?” was all she could think of to say.<br/>