Good, she liked it.
The other breast needed to be freed. I pulled at the material of her shirt, and it popped out. The sight of both her white, smooth breasts in front of me, waiting for me to touch them, was overwhelming.
“Ava, fuck, your tits are amazing.” My hands grabbed them both, pushing them together as my thumbs flicked the bars on her nipples.
“Do you want me to take my shirt off?” she asked.
“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I love what the shirt is doing, offering them up to me. They’re fucking perfect, do you know that?”
Bending down, I took one plump nipple in my mouth. I couldn’t wait any longer.
It was ecstasy. As I pulled it deep in my mouth, my tongue and teeth alternated having their way. She loved when my teeth grazed at the metal and skin, moaning loudly as she pulled my head tighter against her chest, clutching me, tugging at my hair.
Moving to the other breast, I did the same. My mouth worked her one nipple, while my fingers pulled and pinched at the other.
Ava writhed against me. Her hand slid down my side, across to my front, gripping my cock through my sweats. As she pumped me through the material, I sucked on her tits, back and forth, with a fury.
But then I pulled away. And she looked confused as her hand stilled.
I needed more.
My hand went to the hem of her shirt, and I started a slow lift. She raised her arms as my hands slid up the sides of her torso, pushing her shirt up as I did. Once the shirt lifted over her tits, I took each one in my mouth for a brief second, savoring the feel in my mouth.
The tiny sounds coming from her confirmed she approved.
As I pushed the shirt over her head, her hands went around my neck.
We were both shirtless.
With our bodies together, her tits pressed against my chest, their firmness felt exactly how I imagined.
Absolute perfection.
We were face to face, chest to chest.
“You’re one sexy forbidden secret,” I told her.
Her hands went to the band of my pants, pushing them down. I did the same to her, and her tiny sleep shorts slid over her round ass with ease. As they did, my hands came to rest on two firm, naked ass cheeks. My finger searched and found the strip of cloth riding up her ass.
A thong.Fuuuck.
My sweats were at my knees, as far as they could go in our position. I stood, allowing them to fall to my ankles. She rose as well and stepped out of her shorts. Her hands went to the thin straps of her thong on her hips.
“Don’t.” My hands landed on hers, stopping her. “Turn around.”
She acquiesced and slowly spun her tiny frame around. I missed the sight of her full, round tits, but fuck if the sight of that firm ass didn’t make up for it. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes looking for mine.
“Like what you see?”
The seduction in those words almost toppled me.
“You are exquisite.” As I said that, my finger went to the crack of her ass, lifting the cloth. Gripping it, I pulled on it firmly, knowing it put pressure on areas of her that mattered.
“Ahh,” she moaned. “Logan, what are you doing?”
“Don’t worry,” I said. “Does it feel good?”
All she did was nod, the words caught in a moan deep in her throat. I continued to pull on the material with one hand, as the other rubbed the skin of her ass. Moving around her hip, I found the triangle of cloth covering the front. Rubbing the mound it concealed, I searched out the hard nub near the top. I found her clit and gripped it between my thumb and forefinger, giving it a little tug. All while continuing to lift on the thong.
