Feeling you grasp him startled Samuel, though less than before. At this point, pressed against you like this, it just felt natural. Slowly, his lips parted, inching your ow. Apart, since they were entwined, and he extended to massage your tongue with his own. His left hand stretched out, so that your face rested in his palm rather than against his finger tips. He had just noticed that other hand slid from your knee to your thigh during the lurch. He slowly shifted it back to the apropriate possition, hoping to not bring attention to it.

Yet still, something about this all felt natural to Samuel. So, halfway between your thigh and knee, he stopped inching his hand away, and simply left there. He was really enjoying these moments here. Your skin was softer, and much better taken care of than his own, and your body was cool to the touch. Not to mention the adrenaline he was beginning to feel.