Chapter 144 One Of My Problem 3

• I sucked in my breath as I felt his cock nestle against my thighs, hot and hard and alive. As soon as his skin touched mine, it must have excited him more, because I felt his cock strain and press against me even harder, then slowly the pressure faded away until it was just this warm, hard, long, thick pressure pulsing next to my skin.
• It was hard to concentrate on how angry I was with that going on.
• Then he slowly, sloooowly slid my t-shirt up, the cloth tickling as it whispered over my skin, until my waist was exposed. He began to trace his finger over my skin, making long, soft, slow patterns down my lower back… then back up and around to my stomach, where his fingertip just barely brushed against me.