GWEN POV
His kissing, the dirty words, and how he praised my breasts—it all made me feel warm and excited inside, right in my core. I quickly pulled off my sweater, and then my shirt. I felt a mix of shy nerves and deep excitement.
"Go on, take everything off," he said, his voice low and hungry. "That way, I can eat you out when you’re done making me feel good."
I stood up and turned my back to him to undo my jeans.
"Hey, what are you doing?" he asked, sounding confused.
"I'm getting undressed," I replied simply. The nerves were getting to me again. I suddenly felt bad about my body. I knew I wasn't perfect like a model, not at all.
"Why are you hiding?" he asked, and I could hear him move a little. "I want to see your sweet body, Gwen. All of it."
Sweet body? I thought. Did he real
