He straddled her thighs and took his shirt off.
“Wow!” She’d often wondered what he looked like underneath the T-shirts and flannels, though imagination hadn’t done him justice. Her hands instantly went to his smooth chest, grazing his n*****s with her thumbs, running them over his firm abs.
Feeling bold, she caught his gaze with her own and reached for his belt buckle. Never taking her eyes off his she undid his belt, the button of his jeans, the zipper. With a slightly trembling hand she reached into his briefs and he rose a few inches, sensing her intention. Her fingers encountered his hard, satin shaft and they both let out a small moan at the same time. Giving the prize in her hand a little tug, she quickly had it free of its cloth imprisonment. Her gaze slid from his face, to his e
