The kiss lasts what feels like an eternity. An eternity in which I gratefully accept every touch of Granger's inquisitive fingers while simultaneously regretting that I can't give back the experience. An eternity that causes my erection to throb painfully against Granger's lower belly and her own arousal to moisten my thigh with an auspicious wetness. An eternity that almost makes me beg. But I hold back and don't push. When she finally makes that decision herself, it feels all the better. 