As they kissed, his hand switched between the twin mounds, his fingers tensing more and more . . . their hunger growing. He toyed with her nipples, brushed his fingers back and forth over them . . . tweaked them.

Tropical gusts blew through her body, causing her embers to sizzle and snap . . . flare into brilliant orange briquettes of lust . . . her flesh simmering with their heat. Her feet slid on the sheet, her legs scissoring open . . . spreading themselves . . . the one closest to him rubbing against his hard cock through his shorts . . . making her press her...