I gulped loudly.
I fought the urge to take it into my mouth, to wet it with my lips, to feel it throb against my tongue.
I stood, meeting his eyes, and our gazes locked. My stomach fluttered with that familiar rush of anticipation, butterflies colliding wildly inside me.
I watched him close the distance between us as he kissed me again, harder. His palms roamed my body, setting each part on fire… for him.
I circled my arms around his neck and stepped out of the nightwear.
His hands slid down my bare skin, cupping my ass, pressing me closer. A moan slipped from my lips, swallowed by his mouth as heat rippled across my skin.
His hand moved up in a slow, purposeful mission from my ass through my midriff and up to my breast.
He squeezed it hard before circling my nipple, lingering just long enough to make me ache.
