Amanda’s POV

And then he moved to the other mammilla, giving it the same attention. I was already wet and I quivered against him, pressing my thighs together.

Releasing my mammilla with a pop, he gave it a last lick before shifting himself on his elbows. Eric rolled on top of me, balancing himself on his elbows so that his weight wouldn’t crush me.

He brought a hand up to my throat and slowly dragged a finger down to my stomach. He drew small circles around my belly button and I shivered and moaned against his touch.

“You have the softest skin. So beautiful,” he whispered. And then his lips...