Knock On My Door

Appearing at the top of the stairs, Tony catches me by the arm. I look up at his hard, angular face, which is smiling mischievously back at me. I'm as petrified as I am horny. "I'm going to bed, " I say, firmly-as though defying him to try to stop me. "Aren't you forgetting something?" He asks. "What?" I ask back. With his free hand, Nate points to his lips. I get on my tiptoes. And Tony kneels down until we're at eye level. Then, our mouths meet. Our kiss is much more intense than it should be for an innocent peck. He slides his tongue inside my mouth.
And both his massive, calloused palms grip my cheeks firmly. I want to push him off. But it feels too good.