"Kiss me." She trembled.

 

If she didn't want the contact why had she requested it? I halted.

 

"Are you sure?"

 

"Yes."

 

I planted a light peck on her cheek. The way we always did.

 

"A lover's kiss," she said.

 

Being referred to as her lover made me hard. I leaned in. "Are you certain?"

 

"Yes." Her eyes widened, she took hold of my blazer and pulled me closer.

 

Slowing my movement toward her, I cupped her neck with my fingers, and used my thumb beneath her jaw to angle her head upward. She stared into my eyes, as though attempting to read me. As I lowered my mouth to hers, I wrapped my other arm behind her waist and drew her flush to me.

 

She gasped.