Tom
He could almost hear his own heartbeat now, his lust mounting further and further. He rose to his feet, looming over her, reluctantly moving his hand from her lower lips. But that was fine. It'd be back down there soon enough.
The psychic closed the distance between them before lifting her up closer to him telekinetically, his arm holding her steady so she felt more at ease. His free hand gently tilted her chin up he moved his lips closer to hers, their lips now inches apart.
As he closed the remaining gap, he said with a voice almost hoarse, perhaps even with a growl to it, "I want to take you again." His lips met hers at last, gentle at first, but only for a moment, his kiss quickly growing rough and hungry, his tongue already piercing her lips and seeking hers.
The hand that had been on her chin wandered down her body, taking a moment to caress her thigh before returning to where Forest had put it moments before. He fingers traced over the opening to her core, teasing it, massaging it, before his fingers made their way inside, the ones not inside seeking that precious nub that he now knew to be key to pleasuring her.