"You can't?" I breathed his words, reaching my hands to clutch his T-shirt within my fingers. His breathing was unstable, his mouth parted over mine until we breathed each other's air. His hands still fondled my babies and I couldn't help it.
I tossed my head back and moaned loudly. His lips attached themselves to my exposed neck and my thighs clenched as he began sucking.
"Are you wearing anything underneath?" He murmured against my neck, each sound drifting through my body like a shock wave.
"No." I sighed, holding on to him.
"Good." He whispered and pulled away. For a moment all we did was stare at each other.
I know that a few moments ago he had told me I was nothing special. But the way he looked at me. The way his eyes were soft and hooded as he stared down at me, I
