Chapter 65

She wanted to thrash and gyrate and beg for more. Her nails dug into the cushions. He found her other nipple and rubbed it between his thumb and forefinger, with just enough force to make her abandon all effort at quietness. She moaned out loud.

She murmured while he kissed her neck and shoulders, "Dave, oh, Dave. We shouldn't do this. I'm not that kind of woman. I don't want to get involved in another relationship right now."

"Tell me to stop and I will," he said just as he slid his hand up her velvet thigh to her wet-for-him panties. He moved her panties to one side and began gently stroking her outer lips. She was so hot and wet. He used one finger and entered her. She arched her back toward him.

She wanted more of him. No, she wanted all of him. She continued to stroke his penis, rubbing the moist droplets around the head.