POV: Allison

His mouth left my skin, and I whimpered at the loss. But then I felt him move. Felt the bed dip as he knelt behind me. His chest pressed against my back, his hard length a searing brand against the curve of my rear. His hands slid from my hips, around to my stomach, then upward to claim my breasts again from behind.

"So perfect," he rasped in my ear, his voice rough. He rolled my nipples between his fingers, pinching them just on the right side of pleasure-pain while his mouth found that spot on my neck, sucking lightly. "I could play with these for hours, Peaches....