My body covered hers as I climbed on top of her, my lips ravaging hers with every bit of pent up s****l frustration I’d had since the day I’d met her.
It was everything all at once. The way her hair felt sliding across my hand. The little gasp I got when I settled myself between her legs, with only my sweatpants and a thin pair of panties separating me from what I wanted to make mine. The way her kisses were so f*****g sure of me right now— her inexperienced mouth met mine with so much eagerness she was like a f*****g wet dream come true. I felt her skin heat under my hand as I slid my hand down her throat to the buttons on my shirt.
Because f**k me, I wanted to see her. I wanted to see all of her, in all of her glory. I wanted to see the f*****g angel that God had put on this earth to
