He gave her a kiss that scrambled her senses, while tugging off her jeans. She lifted her hips to help, giggling when Ethan let loose a stream of curses as the legs refused to go over her boots. Soon though, she lay under his gaze, clad only in bra and panties.
"Amazing." He whispered, undoing the front clasp of her bra before slipping a hand under the bra strap and tugged it down, doing the same for the other one, so her heavy breasts spilled free, n*****s tight and aching for his touch, for his mouth.
"I've never been crazy about breasts, but god! Erin, yours are…" He trailed off, searching for a word, even as he cupped each globe reverently. Then, he took a n****e in his mouth and Erin cried out, her hands instinctively sinking into his hair to tug him closer, back arching off the bed
