Victoria:
He stood up, took my hand in his own and pulled me up, with our eyes on each other.
The chair scrapes softly against the floor, leaving the laptop and the papers on the table like they never mattered.
We both walk to the living-room couch, his hand on my ass as he turns and kisses me again, harder this time.
His hands move to my waist, then slide under the hem of my blouse, warm palms against bare skin.
I let him undress me. Blouse first. Then the bra.
He looks at my bare breasts the way a man looks at something he’s wanted for a long time and never expected to touch.
When he lowers his head and takes one n****e into his mouth, pulling it with his teeth.
“Oh damn… that feels too good.” I moaned before I could stop it.
He started sucking, licking, switching from one
