When he breaks away to start on my neck, I know I’m gone. Cotton wads up in my hands as I grasp his shirt. “This feels so good.” His mouth nibbles down my chest to the edge of my top as his hands slide under it and move up my back. My nipples ache to be touched, and I let go of him to lift my shirt over my head. Bosun lets out sigh when he sees my breasts and cups them over my bra. He whispers, “So beautiful, Devon.” I unhook my bra and let the straps fall off my shoulders for Bosun to remove it. It whooshes lightly to the ground as he suckles me. His teeth bite my taut peak lightly and send a shock wave through me that makes me tremble. I say, “I can’t stand. Can we move to the couch?” Bosun shakes his head and scoops me up in his arms. “I’m taking you to my bed. Is that okay?” “God, yes.” I lick his neck to taste him as he carries me us up the stairs to the loft. My high heels thump on the stairs as I kick them off on the way. I squeal when he drops me on the bed.
