He slid his hands up her back, finding the clasp of her bra and undoing it with a practiced flick. The bra fell away, revealing her breasts, n*****s already hard.
"Someone's been practicing," she teased, arching her back to press against him.
"Only on my teddy bear," he quipped, earning a laugh from her that turned into a moan as he took one of her n*****s into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled, relishing the way she squirmed and sighed above him. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.
She pushed him back. "Your turn," she whispered, yanking his t-shirt over his head. Her hands roamed his chest, nails scratching lightly, sending shivers down his spine. He reached for her, but she batted his hands away. "Patience, Jackson."
"f**k patience," he growled, flipping them over so
