Bowing down, I suck her other nipple into my mouth and watch as her knees clench together. I reach down and push my hands between her legs cup her bare mound, rubbing my thumb in circles around her clit. “You tired, tagging out, or—” “No,” she moans, removing the pillow from her face. “Good.” I bend down and take her delicious mouth again. Her hands make their way into my hair as she rolls to her side to face me, her leg hooking over my hip, my cock now skimming her damp heat.
