He kissed her again, running the tip of his tongue, just the tip, between her lips, teasing her. His hand rubbed against the side of her face and with his other hand, he started to run his fingers at the point where her blouse and her jeans met. Then his fingers were on her skin, and she started to shudder. He ran his fingers gently along her belly and then grabbed a firm hold of her waist. He pulled her to him, landing his mouth on hers. He lay her down on the rug, coming down on top of her and beside her at the same time. She was nervous now, more nervous than she thought she would be. But it was too late...he had assumed full control.