“You’re staring,” she whispered, her palms resting lightly on my chest. “Hallie Goodman is naked and straddling me,” I answered with a grin. “Of course I’m staring. I’d like to memorize this moment.” Her spine straightened, her breasts jutting out, nipples tight and tempting. Confidence crept into her touch as she caressed my chest and undulated slowly on me. “Do you need to memorize it?” Hallie leaned down to kiss me. “I was kind of hoping to straddle you naked a lot in the future.”
