The air is thick and heavy between us. With each careless word we fling at each other, the anticipation builds. At least it feels that way to me. I’m not sure what she’s thinking. Until we both fall silent, breathlessly glaring at each other. Her stare grazes over my exposed chest and my cock that’s pointed forward like a missile in my pants. So damn ready to hit the target between her thighs. My attention falls to her breasts, trying to will that towel off her by telepathy so I can get my fill of her tempting curves.
