let me leave or let me love you

I always thought I might be bad
Now I'm sure that it's true

Soh, girl, you're not making it easy for Koa to maintain his gentlemanly ways. He groans as she wraps her leg around him,  trying very hard to keep her above where he is very hard. He hadn't thought her the type to be forward, and her brazenness is leaving him desperate and confused. There's a battle of wills waging with Koa, and the head with a brain is not winning just now.

He chuckles at her compliment, husky and delighted, but this time there is no glib reply. Instead Koa decides to speak with actions, pulling her down to reclaim her lips. The kiss is hungry, searching, his breath coming hot as he tastes her lips. Mouth moves on mouth, tongues dance on tongues: Koa is determined to show her just how good a kisser he can be. One hand tightens on her thigh; the other tangles in her blonde hair, pulling her into him, needy for more.

'cause I think you're so good
and I'm nothing like you

Koa