I leaned in, kissing his neck slowly, sucking the skin there until he moaned louder, my other hand unbuttoning his shirt a bit to expose his chest, my fingers tracing his nipples, pinching one gentle.

"You taste good, Ethan. Bet your cock tastes even better," I said, my voice husky, grinding harder against him, my clit pulsing from the contact, wetness soaking through my panties now.

God, he is so hard already, pressing right against my pussy, I can feel every inch through our clothes, making me drip more, I thought, my body heating up, my nipples hard against my bra, rubbing against his chest as I moved.

Sophia reached...