I lean down, tracing the pink of her nipples with my tongue. She gasps, leaning into me, a hand in my hair. I pull her breast into my mouth, flicking my tongue against the sensitive flesh until she moans. The sound is a drug, hitting my bloodstream instantly. I move to the other nipple while releasing the button on her jeans. She slides a hand along my jaw and reaches down with her other hand, tugging the fabric down.
