His arm goes around my waist, tugging me against him, and his other hand moves to my breast. It's full and heavy, the nipple dark and tight and aching to be touched. "You said you wanted me to play with these, didn't you?" he whispers, his voice hot and delicious in my ear. His thumb brushes over the tip, and it feels like lightning crashing through my body. "You're so soft here. Almost as soft as that tasty cunt of yours."
