74...Mate love...

[Flashback continues]

Barry deepened the kiss, his big, slightly rough hands travelling down my hips in a slide.

The kiss grew more passionate that the weird yet familiar sensation underneath me intensified and I just want pleasures from Barry that I could not name.

I ran my fingers through his hair as we kissed, while his hands were now moving up to my waist to stop at the edge of my top.

He grapped the hem of my top, ready to take them off my body.

The lips kiss stopped and he trailed his lips to my ear, kissing and licking gently, especially around an area that weakens my legs.

Fuck. That spot again.

I gripped Barry's hair in my hands as his tongue rolled on that particular spot around my ear. He had called it my 'soft spot' during practice. It was really my soft spot. It makes me feel hot and simultaneously shiver.