I can feel every solid inch of his naked body against my back and I burrow closer to him until his erection is nestled against my ass. “I’ve wanted you like this for eighteen years,” he murmurs against the side of my neck before nibbling on my skin with his teeth. I want to tell him not to say things like that, because it’s totally going to kill the mood, but I can’t find my voice when the tip of his penis slides against my opening. “You know that’s a total lie, right? I’m just saying things like this to you so I can catch McFadden,” he whispers as he slowly starts to push himself inside me. I want to pull away and smack the grin right off his face that I know is there, but he feels too good between my legs and my body has suddenly lost its ability to move. He teases me by pushing just a little bit inside me and then pulling right back out and I groan loudly in protest.
