Chewy on her bottom lip nervously, perverted images flooded her mind repeatedly. Pulling her hair back in a high, somewhat messy, ponytail, the scorching heat made it impossible for her to concentrate on anything else besides him.
Impatiently waiting for him to make a move, there were a few more exchanges of words between them as they desperately tried to fight the urges of their sexual attraction.
With one swift move, he licked his lips, almost knowing what it would do to her. With Ami's heart racing, pounding against her chest, she nearly lost it.