He moved in and kissed me hard again as I stroked him, his body flush against mine.
Jacob reached up and took hold of my breasts through my dress, squeezing them gently until my n*****s went hard against his touch. I felt woozy again, his touch was like a drug my body craved and couldn’t get enough of.
He guided me into a laying position on the couch.
He immediately went to work, gently pushing up the soft fabric of my dress and lifting it over my head. In one swift motion, he tossed it onto the floor and had me down to nothing but my bra and panties.
His eyes moved over me slowly, deliberately, as if he didn’t want a single trace of my body to go unappreciated.
I’d never been looked at the way he looked at me in those moments.
His eyes still locked onto mine, he reached around and
