He squeezed softly, making me suckin a slow breath and close my eyes. When his lips touched mine, I feltlike I was melting... I wanted him so bad.Th...e kiss was a mere peck, he was more interested in my cheek... No, myneck and I stiffened and moaned loader than expected when his tonguetraced to my ear. I wanted to pull him on top of me, but that wasn't agood idea. I might not have been fully engorged in my running shorts,but any contact between our bodies and that part of my body. Look at those legs, those gorgeous tits. I got t'have some of that.No way. Sorry. Forget it.Come on, that's prime nooky.Not a fucking chance, no sir.And that was how it started. I did some digging and some honest research for a change and found out that she was Melissa, and indeed the senior partner's one and only child, a nineteen-year-old graduate of a second level British college now working on a law degree.Some more digging and careful questions of well-placed informants convinced me that. But Jess, I really do love her — I really want this to work so please come to dinner with us tonight. I need you to do this for me. I have a nine thirty reservation at L’amour — that French place we ended up at for Mom’s birthday, last year. Anyways, I’m heading home early tonight — around six or so, I think. I thought I’d surprise Amanda and we’d go out for a celebratory drink before dinner — so give me a call there if you can’t make it tonight. Otherwise, I’ll see you tonight, kiddo.’ . I pulled her face to me, kissing her with the same zeal she had shown just a moment before. I needed to see the back of her neck and had to get her to turn around for that. I grabbed her ass and pressed myself into her. She pressed a strong thigh between my legs and moaned into my mouth. If this kept up we would get too heated to do anything, especially think. Mom was probably already waiting for me and I didn't want her to come looking for me.I pulled from the kiss with a grin. "Cockzilla.