Lauren's own mind is blank. She's warm in the cold of the night, and the kiss is nice in a way he can't describe. It's affection, he thinks that's the feeling behind it, the warmth that's filling him now. It's a kind of feeling he's not wholly familiar with, and that makes it novel and worth exploring. But he feels her body press against his, and that evokes an entirely different reaction from him. Heat flashes through him. He can feel her breasts pressed against him through their clothes and he groans as she runs her fingers through his hair. It sets another part of him reacting as well and his prick begins to grow hard. The alcohol running through his system makes it hard for him to react as quickly as he wants to. He breaks from her lips. They weren't even kissing for that long, but already he's breathing deeply as he looks at Anna, shock showing plainly on his face. Sexual desire isn't a new feeling to him, but it's not something he was expecting to feel around her.

"Anna..."