I play with her breasts, all the while staring into her eyes. There’s something sexy about being on my knees in front of her. Our gazes hold as my fingers fall to the hem of her short dress before gathering up the material and lifting it until her light-blue panties come into view. The cotton is damp with arousal. I bury my nose against the V between her thighs and inhale until her scent floods me. Fuck. She smells so damn good. I’m desperate for a taste of her.
