He pulled her sweater up and over her head, allowing her to lift her arms without him wrenching them. Then he reached around her back to unhook her bra, tracing his fingers underneath it, drawing shivers along her delicate flesh. He pulled it away, revealing her small, perfect breasts. Her eyes danced in the firelight as she looked up at him, begging him to touch her. Of course, he could not deny such a pretty plea.
Dipping his head, a lock of his hair falling forward onto the creamy swell of her breast, he took one pert n****e into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue. She exhaled sharply before moaning. Her hand came up behind his head, hovering for a moment, before gently twining in his hair. The feel of her graceful fingers shyly scraping against his scalp was enough to draw the sava
