What the hell am I doing? Panic struck, just as Eric began to slip his big, warm hands up under Lori's t-shirt. She desperately wanted his hands on her aching flesh, but now that her brain had kicked in, she realized that this was a very, very bad idea. She'd only known him for what - two hours? Heck, he could even be married or something. Whimpering a little, she reluctantly pulled away.
Eric groaned again, but probably in frustration instead of pleasure. Nonetheless, he immediately dropped his hands back down to Lori's denim-clad hips and leaned over her, resting his forehead on the top of her head. "I'd say I was sorry, but I'd be lying," he muttered thickly.
She giggled nervously, then swallowed several times in rapid succession. "Are you married?" she blurted, immediately embarrasse
