Cassie woke up. A hand rested on her stomach, fingers gently brushed over her bare skin, then up her rib cage to cup her breast. The thumb brushed over her n****e, causing it to constrict and harden, tingling with sensation. Cassie froze. She was on her back, close to John. She couldn’t see his face in the darkness. “John?”
“Yeah?”
“What are you doing?”
He shifted so she was alongside of him. Clothes separated them, but he was hard and hot against her.
“Isn’t that obvious?” he whispered into her ear, his voice alert, his breath warm against her skin.
His hand slid from one n****e to the other, tugging at it and distracting her thoughts from her head and focusing them on the fire he was creating inside of her. His hands cupped the weight of her breasts as his palm rubbed against the se
