He kissed me again, deep and hungry. His hands pushed my tank top up. Cool air hit my breasts. He looked down, eyes dark. Then he leaned in and took one nipple into his mouth.

The wet heat made me jolt. He sucked slow at first, tongue swirling around the tight peak. I grabbed his hair, holding him there. Pleasure shot through me sharp and fast. He switched to the other breast, sucking harder, teeth grazing just enough to make me squirm.

“Fuck,” I breathed. My shorts felt damp already. I rocked against him without meaning to.

He groaned around my nipple, the vibration traveling straight through me. One hand...