His fingers tightened around the fabric as his gaze lingered on the softly looking mounds before her eyes. He has seen countless pairs of breasts for f-uck's sake! Beautiful and perfect than hers. He had never felt so hard seeing a woman's anatomy.
He had to mentally turn himself upside down to get the little self-restraint he had to help him keep his hands from reaching out. To feel. To touch. To know how soft they would feel beneath his touch. If the already peaking buds would go harder and would demand more of his touch.
He had kissed her lips. They were the softest and the sweetest he had ever tasted. Different from that strong, hard-headed, and annoying attitude that she has.
Her skin sure felt soft and smooth, too. He would have to decide what he should use first to confirm it.
