Chapter 128 We Made Love After

• He slowly pulled my shirt over my head, then unfastened my bra and let it fall to the floor. I did the same to his t-shirt, and luxuriated in the feel of my skin against his, the softness of my breasts against his hard body, the tips of my hardened nipples sensitive beyond belief as they brushed across his skin.
• After another few minutes of kissing deeply, he knelt down and took off my boots, then unzipped my jeans and pulled them – along with my underwear – down to the floor. He kicked off his boots, and I hurriedly undid his pants, pulling them down until I exposed his gorgeous cock standing upright and stiff.
• He pressed against me, enfolding me in his arms as he kissed me again. I could feel his shaft, hard and hot, pressing against me; it was like I was hyperaware of the space it took up, the exact outline of its surface against my belly.