Cam’s arms came around her as her hands reached up under Michael’s shirt.
Michael pushed her arms down. “Non, cherie. You must concentrate on what I’m doing to you. I want your focus to be on myhands, not what yours are doing.”
She brought her lips to Cam’s as her hands started rubbing up and down Cam’s body. They stopped at Cam’s nipples and twisted and turned them several times, then continued downward until she felt a ripple of pleasure going across Cam’s belly.
She turned Cam toward the couch and bent her over the back.
“I hope you’re ready,” she said as she felt between Cam’s legs.
“I’m always ready for you,” Cam replied,
“Good,” Michael said as her other hand started up under Cam’s shirt and massaged down her back. Both hands continued slowly, around Cam’s hips until they reached the edge of hair between Cam’s legs.
“Yes, this is what I want,” she said softly.
“Are you sure the bed wouldn’t be more comfortable?”