Reliving a Steamy Memory

“When we entered the room, you wouldn’t let go of me. You begged me to stay and when you thought that I wouldn’t, you started kissing me…” Ace said before he smirked at me.

I did…that? Really?

“When I kissed you back, you melted in my arms and begged me to touch you…” Ace continued as his eyes looked at me with intense desire.

Was that the way he looked at me that night as well?

As if to illustrate what happened that night, his hands stroked its way from my waist up to my chest. I held my breath in anticipation until his large manly hands cupped my breasts firmly and began groping it.

“When I massaged your breasts, you cried out as you begged for me to touch you more…” Ace continued with his story of that night.

“Ahhh…” I moaned loudly when his hand began massaging my breasts through my clothes.

My nipples felt tight, and I knew that they must be as hard as rocks from his caresses. He’s driving me crazy already and all he’s doing is grope me on top of my clothes. I couldn’t even