Melanie was definitely burned. She trembled and, obeying the command of her body, carefully parted her lips. Alexander took his time. Now he acted differently, allowing the girl to explore him and slowly excite him. She pressed herself tighter against his muscular chest and put her hands on his waist, but gradually they began to rise higher and higher until they reached the open collar of his shirt and touched his coarse, curly hair. A wave of pleasure flooded the girl, and she moaned quietly. Alexander, not wanting to let her go, continued to kiss her with increasing passion. Melanie forgot about everything in the world, for her only Alexander's lips existed.