Our lips still moved in sync. Biting my bottom lip, I opened my mouth to let our tongues dance together.
Throwing me onto his black sheets, I bounded and laughed at his flustered state. I probably looked just as flushed.
He went to lift his shirt up, but I stopped him before he could, my hands lifting it up for him instead. I only stared at his well-built chest, hard and defined.
My finger trailed from his jaw to his collarbone, down his sternum, and along the line that ran vertically on his abs, right to the belt on his jeans.
I peered up slyly at him, his eyes having turned a shade black from lust.
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My lips met his again, moving roughly against each other. His hands reached the hem of mine, well, his top, throwing it across the room and leaving me in my b
