Her hand tightened in his hair as he continued to grind against her, her tongue twinning with his as their kiss deepened. She felt his hardening length brush between her thighs as they ground together and shivered, another purr rumbling through her, her ears flicking back as she felt intoxicated by his touch- or... more intoxicated. Shit this whole experience was a dizzying swirl of sensations, sweeping away all sense and thought. It had been many months since she had slept with a man- and never before had she really felt passion like this, or such desire stir in her. Her actions had always been calculated and planned, even in romance. But none of this was planned, none of this involved thought. She was getting quickly overwhelmed by his advances, the drink paving the way, his attractive body taking the advantage.<br/><br/>Then she felt her skirt loosen. Not much- not so much it would fall, but she felt the pinch over her tail disappear- then she felt his touch, warm and strong, right against her flesh, taking hold of her, making her press even closer so no movement wasn't making her rub against him. Breaking from his lips she panted softly, trembling against him- her face flushed. By now she was getting truly turned on- her breasts tingling from rubbing his chest, her sex beginning to feel achy and sensitive as his cock brushed her thighs repeatedly. They really didn't feel like they were dancing to music any more- this felt like foreplay- like he was moments from stripping her clothes off and taking her. She swallowed, her tail agitatedly flicking as she realized she wouldn't be against that- at least, if they were somewhere private.<br/><br/>Breathing heavily she looked up at him, her eyes smoldering- but she'd already proven she wasn't really good at coming up with sexy remarks- so she leaned back up to kiss him again hungrily- her teeth nipping his bottom lip at one point as she was starting to get into this.