I take what I can get in this short amount of time. My lips memorize the curve of her upper lip and the corners of her mouth. My lungs fill with the enticing scent of her shampoo. My tongue caresses hers, then I take her bottom lip between my teeth. Meanwhile she runs her fingers over my shirt, up, up, up, to my throat and wraps her hand around it. Her thumb rubs my fluttering pulse point and the sound that escapes me as a result is indefinable.