I shifted, pressing my body closer against him. His fingers found their way to the hem of my shirt, and with one smooth motion, he slipped his hand underneath, resting it on my bare skin. The heat of his touch against my stomach made my heart race. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation of his calloused fingertips lightly grazing my skin.
His lips traveled from my mouth to my neck, where he began to place soft, lingering kisses, each one more tantalizing than the last. "You like that, don’t you?" he murmured against my skin.
I could barely answer, my mind hazy from the sensations he was creating. "Yes," I whispered, my voice almost a plea.
His other hand found my waist, gently pushing me back onto the couch. He shifted above me, his body perfectly aligned with mine as he trailed kisse
