MALIA’S POV

Normally I was uncertain how I felt about my body and didn’t give it much thought. Though I was certain I didn’t like flaunting it naked.

At that hungry look in Zach’s eyes, I forgot I didn’t like flaunting.

So I whispered, “Okay,” and laid back.

He leaned into me, one hand in the bed, one hand wrapped around his shaft. Then he slid the tip through the wetness between my legs, all the while his eyes roamed my face and down my body.

“Come closer,” I urged.

“In a second.”

He kept sliding his cock against me, rolling it over my sweet spot and all around, making...