eighteen

CHAPTER 18

I pulled away from him and turned to face him. I pulled off my sweater, undid my bra, pulled down my skirt leaving me in just my panties. And because the room was fully lit, I crossed my hands over my chest... well because. Because I was suddenly shy.

Instead of pouncing, his head fell back on his shoulders and he groaned.

"You're going to kill me."

Then he was reaching out to touch me again. A finger down my arm, a hand sweeping up my stomach until he cupped my breast. A kiss pressed against my collarbone.

He pinched my nipples and pulled on them, watching the whole time what that did to my breasts. He stroked a finger through my pussy lips, barely touching my clit which was still covered by a thin layer of my panties, which made it even hotter.

I laid on the bed, I watched his eyes as he watched me lay down on his bed. They got really super dark. Then I watched as he impatiently took off his clothes.