Jackson stood up, towering over her as she lay on the bed, her legs splayed wide open.
He reached down, grabbed the hem of her dress, and tugged it over her head. She raised her arms, helping him toss the dress to the floor. Her bra came next, a lacy thing that gave way under his deft fingers. Her breasts spilled free, her n*****s hard and begging for attention.
"God, you're hot," he murmured, unable to take his eyes off her. He leaned in, capturing one peaked n****e with his mouth, his free hand cupping the other breast, squeezing gently.
Her hands returned to his hair, holding him close. "Don't stop," she pleaded.
He had no intention of stopping. He suckled one n****e, rolling it between his teeth before moving to the other. His free hand slid down her smooth, taut stomach, fingers t
