Chapter Fifteen
“Get naked,” he whispered.
He could tell she wanted to tear her clothes off, but she slowed down, gave him a little bit of a show. When her bra finally fell from her hands, he moved right into her. Her full breasts pressed into him, her damp heat a tease against his thigh. He wrapped his arms around her so that his hands rested on her shoulders from behind and pressed down. Without breaking the kiss, they lowered to their knees.
He moved back a space, eliciting a moan of denial from her. He put his finger to her lips in reminder. “I want you to touch yourself. Your breasts, your n*****s, your pussy.”
He moved his hand to his c**k, gave it a little tug.
She watched his hand, but she did what she’d been told. Both of her hands went to her breasts, plumping and messaging
