Bab 250: I want you (2)

Desmond didn't need to be told twice. He unzipped her dress and lifted it by the hem, pulling it over her head in one swift move. The little tease had worn his favorite bra—a fiery red one that was lacy and had a string of pearls outlining her boobs. Her hard nipples peeked through the cups, driving him crazy with lust.

He pulled the straps down her shoulders and pulled it to set her boobs free, which he cupped in his hands and squeezed. She moaned from the intense sensation and ground her hips to rub her core against his hardness.

He nearly ripped his shirt with the force he used to get it off his body and when their chests rubbed against each other with no obstacle between them, she was on edge.