Samuel returned your kiss not much caring about how you both tasted like alcohol. His hand that was on your lap caressed you. [b][i]Much better timing.[/i][/b]he thought to himself. He wouldnt feel guilty now, and was more likely to remember this. And he would right down to that first innapropriate squeeze that he gave you, and how he pulled your body right to his as you kissed. [b][i]This is it. No bars held, make this nice for her. Dont f*** this up.[/i][/b] he thought as he layed you down and rolled his body half way onto your own.

He purposely laid over you so that your hands were free to do as you wanted, and so that if you werent comfortable, it would be easy to say no, and scoot away. He was still propped on his left arm, but his right hand was exploring your body in the more sensual, stimulating ways that it hadnt dared to before. If you werent feeling it moments ago, the touch alone should spark up a moment.