I trace my fingertip across the seam of her mouth. “Don’t you remember how good we made each other feel? Don’t you want to do it again.” Her breaths are coming out in little staccato bursts now. Her nipples are pointed and prominent beneath the fabric of her shirt. When she presses them against me, my cock jerks furiously in my boxers. My fingertip traces the column of her neck as I push all my morals aside and make a confession. “I want you so fucking bad, Karli. All you have to do is say the word.”
