Triumph flares in his eyes, and I don’t even care. “You wanna know what I want?” I nod frantically and he nips my lip. “I want to peel off these clothes,” he says, fingers rub me agonizingly slow now. “I want you bare for me, nothing between us. I want to touch and taste every bit of your body. I want to spend hours between your legs, licking this perfect pussy until I hear each of your moans a thousand times, memorize them all.”
