With his mouth against mine, I stifle a sound up into the kiss, my back arching as much as his body will allow. That that isn't much doesn't bother me as much as it should, though. I'm still half-convinced I'm crazy, but fully intent on seeing this through, my nails dragging down his back with one thrust of his hips. There's not a whole lot more I can do, but while I may not know what I'm doing, I don't plan to just lie here.