Chapter 57: Not A Word
Reese
I trailed lower, kisses turning hotter, wetter, until I reached the swell of her breasts. I paused there, looking up at her through my lashes.
Her chest was rising and falling fast now, n*****s visibly throbbing against the damp fabric where my mouth had already been. Her cheeks were a deep, rosy red. Her lips were parted, swollen and red from where she’d been biting them. Behind her glasses, her eyes were heavy-lidded, pupils blown wide with lust.
Lizzie looked like she was one breath away from combusting. And I was the one holding the match.
I dragged my tongue across the peak of one breast, right over the cotton. The sharp inhale she gave me was pure music. I closed my mouth over her n****e, sucking gently at first through the thin barrier, letting
