Page 34 of The First Play

And she feels so fucking good.

Her boobs are pressed against my chest, her leg curling over my thigh as I swivel to lie flush against her.

Gliding my hand down her back, I palm her ass and can’t help pushing her against me. It’s instinctive. I need her to feel how hard she makes me.

She tenses and pulls out of the kiss for a second.

I study her face, figuring I could swan dive right into those blue eyes and stay there for… I don’t know… ever.

My chest is heaving as I softly pant, “Is this okay?”

“Yes,” she whispers, her teeth brushing over her bottom lip before she lets out a shaky breath and dives for my mouth again.

I can’t get enough of her tongue, her lips… her whole body.

Squeezing her butt, I then glide my hand up her back and wriggle my fingers beneath her shirt. Her skin is smooth and perfect, my dick twitching at the contact.

So good. So fucking good.

Splaying my hand across her back, I work my way up to her bra, wondering how bold I’m allowed to be. Will she let me undo it?

She doesn’t seem to mind me being here, so I run my fingers around the back of it, feeling the clasp before moving around to her front and lightly cupping her right boob.

Her moan tells me she’s into it, so I give it a gentle squeeze and wait for her reaction. Her breath hits my tongue before she pulls away slightly, tipping her head back and giving me better access to the front of her body. I brush my thumb across her nipple and feel the buzz. She jolts and then lets out of a soft laugh.

“You like that?”

“Yeah,” she breathes.

So I do it again, triumphant at her pleasure. Seeking out her neck, I trail kisses across her soft skin while squeezing her tits and sending my body into a frenzy.

Her nipples are…

And her boobs are…

I want to touch them without this fabric in the way.

Pulling down on the cotton, I try for better access, fumbling under her shirt until she lurches away from me.

I blink, puffing in surprise and disappointment, as I’ve obviously taken things too far.

But then her eyes start to sparkle, and she gives me a nervous grin before whipping off her shirt.

“Holy shit,” I rasp.

And then she goes and unhooks her bra as well.

Sitting up, I gape at her perfect tits in total awe. They are beautiful, mesmerizing. Those pink nipples and?—

“Touch me.” Her voice trembles, and I glance at her face to make sure she wants this.

Holy fuck, she really does.

Those eyes. They’re bright with desire… hunger.

“But take your shirt off first.” She doesn’t need to ask me twice. I whip that baby off my body and throw it over my shoulder, my heart pounding.

She drinks me in like I’m the sexiest thing she’s ever seen, her teeth grazing her bottom lip and sending my insides into a frenzy.

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