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know what you're talking about," I said innocently, lifting one of my legs higher and pushing his hair out of his face. Seth's breathing had increased and I watched as he closed his eyes. "Are you going to pull away?" I asked, after a minute of silence.
     
    He opened his eyes and his darkened gaze made my heart beat faster. "I should," he said simply.
     
    A coy smile spread across my face as I shifted my hips beneath him, thus bringing him even closer to me. If we'd been naked we would have found ourselves in a rather compromising situation but with clothes on, it was so much easier to frustrate him and feel his reaction.
     
    "But" I goaded, tracing my hands from his shoulders, down his back.
     
    One more adjustment of my hips had him groaning into my neck. "Lexi," he mumbled, but I didn't listen.
     
    Instead, I wrapped my legs tighter around him again. "I'm just getting comfortable," I said, as innocently as possible.
     
    "Yeah, right," he muttered. "You're all but grinding against me."
     
    "Now why would I do that?"
     
    "I think you know."
     
    Lifting up the back of his shirt, I touched the bare skin on his sides. "Maybe I'm just trying to see your underwear," I whispered.
     
    I started to laugh at my own comment, when his lips reclaimed mine again with such a fever that I didn't expect it. I practically melted into the mattress. His lips were so soft, but his tongue was so demanding. His hands were once again everywhere. It was like sensory overload. I was doing my best to keep up with him.
     
    When he moved his right hand up and cupped my breast in his palm.
     
    Surprise at his ministration forced me to jump. This action only brought our hips closer together and this time, we both moaned.
     
    Pulling away from him, I asked, "What are you doing?"
     
    Squeezing my breast, he gave me a grin that would mirror a Cheshire cat's. "Turnabout's fair play."
     
    "Is that so?" I asked.
     
    He brushed his thumb across my nipple as if that were the answer. Leaning forward, I hid my face in his neck and moaned. God, I hope we weren't being loud. That was the last thing I needed my parent's hearing strange noises and coming to check on me where they would find me in this totally compromising position.
     
    Not to be outdone, his other hand lifted to my other breast where he repeated the action.
     
    "Seth," I moaned. "Stop it."
     
    He brushed a kiss on my cheek. "Or what? What are you going to do about it?"
     
    And in a moment of pure boldness, I moved his hands aside, reached down, and pulled my tank top over my head. Seth's jaw fell open as he looked down to stare at my naked chest.
     
    And stare.
     
    And stare.
     
    Finally, I smacked him on the side of the head. "Stop staring. It's not like you've never seen naked breasts before," I told him, pulling his attention back up to my face.
     
    "I know," he whispered, then gave me a cheeky grin, "but these are your naked breasts."
     
    Before I could offer him a rebuttal, his hands went back to their previous position and he literally took all the words right out of my mouth.
     
    He was beautiful and at that moment, he looked at me as if I were beautiful too. Experimentally, I moved my hips again, causing us both to moan once more.
     
    "You're playing with fire," Seth whispered, before dropping a heavy kiss to my neck.
     
    "So?" I asked, moving my hips once more. "Maybe I just really want," I began, moving my hips slowly, "to really see your underwear."
     
    And before I could comprehend what was happening, Seth moved one hand to my hip, lifting me up into him, as his mouth landed on my chest.
     
    "Seth" I whispered loudly, before biting my lip. "What are you doing?"
     
    But his lips didn't leave my breast and he shifted his hips down into mine again. "Seth," I moaned. Between his tongue and his hips, I was going into sensory overload.
     
    His lips left my breast and began to climb up my neck again, his hips continuing their ministrations. Even though there were a