7
Several hours later, they were standing along the edge of a meadow. He had been showing Avery more of his world, hoping that she would love it as much as he did. He watched her pile her hair up in a messy pony tail. Her windblown hair made her look wild and free, a stark contrast to the composed woman he’d first met.
His eyes darkened when the thin fabric of her blouse stretched across her breasts. He could see the dark circle of her areolas and her taut n*****s through the material. She glanced at him in amusement when he moaned.
“I should have worn a bra. I decided it would be more of a hassle than it was worth because every time I put one on, you take it off,” she teased.
He grinned at her. “It is fun to remove it, but I enjoy feeling your hard n*****s against my back,” he admitte
