Christ, it was like being in ninth grade again, and it was the hottest sexual experience he’d had in probably his whole life. He sucked her nipple deeper into his mouth while cupping her other full breast in his hand. Her hips were rising and falling against the mattress and her whimpers were growing more urgent. He had only planned to take it this far. To have some fun and keep it at the breast play level. But seeing the drugged glaze of need in her eyes, he suspected she wouldn’t be satisfied with only that. He moved his hand from her breast and down the softness of her belly. Teasing his fingers in and around the waistband of her sweats, waiting to see if she’d stop him. Her hand grabbed his wrist, and wordlessly, she urged him to slide his hand beneath. His dick went rock hard as he brushed his fingers over the slight dampness of her cotton panties. “Brett.” He lifted his head to glance down at her. Her head was thrown back, those long red braids falling on his pillow. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, and she looked damned innocent and young right now.
