Braden shifts the hand massaging the side of my breast to grip the full weight of it. “Tell me, baby. Did you skip the bra on purpose? Were you hoping that I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of your perfect tits?” He squeezes the heavy breast in his hand before dragging his thumb across the nipple. “That I would have to have a taste before I paraded you around, letting other men see how fucking amazing you look in this dress?”
