Middle of the night (3)

Derek took a step back, to admire Angela's body covered only with a blue bra and matching panties. His attention was drawn to her full breasts which moved as she breathed and he remembered the feeling of her hard peaks inside his mouth and the sounds she made when he would bite her. She was perfect and alluring and the pressure in his groin told him that his little brother agrees with him.

Angela was embarrassed. No one ever stared at her like that openly, hungrily, but it made her feel wanted and she hoped that he will always look at her like that. The fact that a smoking-hot guy like Derek had his full attention on her, made her heart thump wildly. 

Derek cupped her cheeks with his palms and slowly moved his hands lower. His fingers moved down her cheeks, over her neck, shoulders… going toward her breast, grazing them slightly over the fabric of her bra, tracing her waist, hips… and then moved toward her behind.