Part 6

"Should we take a little break?" he offered.

"Mhm," I murmured and pulled him into a kiss.

His hot, slick tongue immediately found mine. His kiss was hungry and passionate.

I knew he could never get enough of me either, he just hid it better than I did.

Bravely, I grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it off. I kissed his shoulder, his collarbone, then sucked on his sensitive nipple. My hands found the buttons on his black jeans. I opened them and pulled his pants all the way down.

God, how I loved seeing him in just black underwear.

"Take your clothes off," he whispered, more like a wish than a command.

I smiled shyly, but that didn't stop me. I was proud of my lean, muscular body, and I had always loved to dance.

My movements were slow and sexy. I loved teasing him, watching him struggle, watching him drool over my naked body.