He strolled across the garage and locked the door, ensuring no one would stumble upon them. As he walked back to Beth, she pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. Damn, he had been right. She wasn’t wearing a bra tonight. Her perky breasts stared back at him with their dark-brown areolas. He watched her tweak her nipple and he moaned in approval as it tightened. She repeated the action, harder this time. Oh, she liked it rough, did she? He opened a drawer in the workbench and pulled out two clothespins. With Linda he couldn’t fulfill some of his fantasies because she didn’t like pain. Would Beth be willing to play along? Only one way to find out… He pushed her hand aside and began sucking on her erect nipple. She moaned and held his head in place, urging him on. Suddenly he bit down on her nipple—hard enough to sting—then quickly began sucking again before she realized what was happening. Beth gasped and arched her back toward him, obviously wanting more.
