Leanne couldn't concentrate, regardless of who approached whom, she needed to distance herself in order to be able to apologize properly after all, Rosalyn did not deserve her rudeness.

She took a step back, then another while trying to control her breathing. She was sure that vision was going to kill her. That beautiful pink nipples begging for attention, begging to be touched. When did she come to desire something like this? Probably on the day she went "hands on" to see if they were crooked or not.

Leanne, are you planning to open your mouth at some point? Rosalyn said approaching when she noticed the sudden steps back.

-Stay where you are! I already said that I can't concentrate, not with you naked and so close. I shouldn't have talked to you like that. I'm sorry.

Rosalyn took another step forward while Leanne took another step back.

How could you think that I would be hitting on you at a time like this? I will not forget our kiss, but I am not a heartless predator.

Rosalyn took another step forward causing Leanne to lean against the door.

- I already said I was sorry. It can't happen anymore, I don't want to be thinking about the kiss, I don't want to think about you anymore. It was just an experiment that went wrong and had terrible consequences.

Rosalyn was now just two steps away from Leanne, they could both see their breathing quicken, perhaps even hear their racing hearts.

-An experiment that went wrong? Do you call that wrong? I felt alive for the first time in years, and I can tell you felt the same way! And I can assure you that I don't want to stop. Are you really going to keep lying to yourself?

Rosalyn was just a breath away now, Leanne could feel her body heat and it was driving her crazy.

-Stop! I don't know what I want! With you so close I can't think straight.

And like this, can you act? Asked Rosalyn, leaning her naked body against Leanne's body, pinning her to the door and whispering in her ear.

Breathe Leanne. What is going to be? Will you continue to pretend or will you act?

Did Leanne's brain just stop? Where was the fire? Her body seemed to be in the middle of a fire, she had never felt so hot in her life.

And those damn pink nipples? Did they need to feel so good pressed against hers?

My God, thought Leanne. If they feel good like this while I'm dressed, imagine with the two of us naked.

She needed to breathe. She needed to speak. She needed to do something! But Ros decided it was a perfect time to start kissing her shoulder, her neck and the only thing that came out of her was moaning.

Rosalyn couldn't stop. She gave the first kiss believing that she was going to get an answer from Leanne that seemed to be frozen in place. But one kiss led to another and she couldn't help it anymore. Her smell intoxicating, the softness of her skin addictive... and the moans? She just wanted to hear them over and over.

Unconsciously she pressed her body even harder against hers. Ah, another groan. She was getting more and more wet and nothing had happened yet. It looked like her body was going to burn.

Another groan ... this time from Rosalyn. Finally Leanne had decided to act and put her hand on her ass, squeezing it tightly.

- My God Rosalyn, are you trying to kill me? And on top of that are you using a tong?

Another louder moan, neither of whom knew who it came from. Their bodies were deliciously pressed against each other.

Rosalyn finally left her newest favorite place in the world, Leanne's neck, to look her in the eye, nose to nose. Leanne could feel her breath on her lips.

Kiss me again Leanne. One kiss was not enough, I need more, I need you.

And all hell broke loose when Leanne attacked Ros's mouth like there was no tomorrow. Her tongues fought for dominance, hands mapping bodies. Lea discovered something else that she never wanted to leave, that wonderful backside that she couldn't stop squeezing.

Rosalyn was sure her panties were ruined. My God, all this with a kiss, The Kiss. She put her hands on Leanne's neck and pulled her closer, she wanted to devour her, there is no better word to describe it.

A louder groan startled them both ... Leanne was finally touching Rosalyn's wonderful breasts. Neither knew who moaned first, but they knew they were running out of air.

When Leanne's thigh came into contact with Rosalyn's center it was the limit. Ros pulled her mouth out of those sweet kissable lips so she could breathe and unconsciously rub herself against her thigh, seeking the contact she so badly needed. If they didn't leave the door soon, Rosalyn would come right there.

Take me to bed Leanne ...