“Do it,” she hisses into my ear when our lips break apart for a split second. “f**k me, Eli.”
And maybe it’s in the way she pronounces my childhood nickname, or maybe it’s the heat coming off her skin mixed with the nostalgic power of our surroundings, but the tears start stinging again. I’m quick to swallow them away and peck a moist path down her shoulder, over her exquisite collarbones, stopping at her breasts. I bend my elbows so my own n*****s skate along her stomach. They’re hard and stiffen further as they meet the soft skin of her belly. I suck one of her n*****s into my mouth and rub my teeth against it.
“Ooh,” she moans, and it’s enough to set my p***y on fire. My entire body seems to vibrate as I nibble on Amy’s n*****s. And then the scent of the grass hits my nose and a light
