MONTANA'S POV

I sighed!

His hand felt so good and perfect on my body, and I am certain there is not a man alive I would rather have touching me like this, except from Lincoln, who I belonged too.

The thoughts alone, me thinking about Lincoln this way, made me feel hotter. My down part felt like it was going to ignite, and I had a mischievous grin as I slid my hand a few inches until I was cupping the bulge of his c*ck and balls in my palm.

Lincoln had also stripped, before coming on the bed.

I felt his c*ck rapidly getting bigger, and I stroked him...