Page 62 of Unstoppable You

“Thank you,” she said and then she touched me more boldly. She traced my bra.

“I wish my boobs were like yours,” she said, almost wistful. Mine were definitely smaller, and that was a blessing. If they were more prominent, I would have hated them.

“Yours are perfect. Just the right amount.” I’d kept my hands to myself so far, but I reached out and brushed my finger on the underside of one of her breasts over her bra.

“Ohhhh,” she said, closing her eyes. “I think…I think I want you to touch me too.”

I told her to lay on her side next to me and I turned to face her.

“I’ll take mine off first,” I said, undoing the clasp of my bra in the back and then pulling it off.

Delaney stared at my naked breasts and then closed her eyes as she took off her own bra.

Her breasts were full and all I wanted to do was fill my hands with them. To stroke and tease and taste her nipples until they were hard and stiff.

She traced one finger across my upper chest, but her eyes were zeroed in on my nipples, which were hard enough to cut glass. Like they were reaching for her and desperate for her touch.

“Can I touch you?” she asked.

“Of course you can. I want you to.” Reaching for her hand, I folded her fingers around my breast and we both gasped at the contact.

“Yessss,” hissed through my teeth. Then her thumb strummed my nipple and I let out a whimper. I wasn’t normally this incredibly sensitive, but I wanted her so much.

Delaney squeezed my nipple and I watched as she did the same to herself.

“What are you doing?” I asked, almost laughing.

“Just feeling the difference. I’ve only ever felt my own.” That did make me laugh.

“You’re so fucking cute, baby.”

Her eyes went wide at the endearment, but she didn’t draw attention to it.

“Yours are pretty. And really soft.” Now she had me in both hands and I could barely control the sounds coming out of my mouth. God, she felt so good. Her caress became more confident the longer she touched me and soon she was pinching and pulling at my nipples and I was so close to coming already.

“Let me—” I gasped. “Let me make you feel good.”

I didn’t reach for her until she met my eyes and nodded, her hands dropping from my breasts.

“Mmmm,” she said as I did the same to her, giving her the softest touches and then increasing the intensity.

“Can you lay on your back?” I asked. She blinked at me and then did so.

“I’d like to taste you, Delaney. I’ve been thinking about tasting you for so long.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Her eyes were bright, and she’d started panting. I made sure I kept watching for cues that she wanted to stop or that she didn’t like something as I leaned down and flicked my tongue against her nipple. A moan fell from her lips and I took that as a good sign to pull the entire thing into my mouth and give it a nice long pull. Delaney’s fingers flew into my hair just the way I’d hoped they would and her legs curled up.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good. Oh god, oh fuck.”

I would have smiled if my mouth wasn’t busy doing something else. Eager to please her, I kept going, learning what she liked. Adding my teeth had her almost losing her mind. I had to stop myself from shoving my fingers into her bottoms to find out how wet she was. I allowed myself a brief look and there was a definite wet spot. Fuck yes. I’d made that.

If she let me, I was going to taste her there too.

I slowed my movements and looked into her face.

She had the dreamiest smile, as if she’d never experienced something like this before. Maybe she hadn’t.

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