“I can’t believe we have the apartment to ourselves,” Mark said as he went back to sit on the couch with his girlfriend.
“That never happens.”
Jess smiled, glancing at the wide screen TV where a re-run of some sitcom was playing.
“Yeah, I know, right? We’re totally just gonna watch TV all night.”
Mark set his beer down on the coffee table without even tasting it. He slid closer to Jess to whisper in her ear.
“Totally.”
She laughed softly and he was so close to her he could feel the vibrations in her chest. She wore a snug black t-shirt that revealed her cleavage. He brought his fingers to it teasingly and slid them up her cleavage, all the way to her neck, then down again. She bit her lip. She was so sensitive, and he loved it.
He’d been dating Jess for only a month, but he’d had plenty of time to notice—and enjoy—how adventurous she was. She always wanted to try new things and there were so many areas of her body that were sensitive and responsive.
As his fingers crawled under her shirt, just between her breasts, they locked eyes. He admired her kohl-lined green eyes for just a second before they started making out. Her arms flew up to wrap themselves around his neck. Her lips were soft and warm and welcoming, her tongue teasing his. Mark had one hand in her red hair and the other still exploring under her shirt.
“You’re gonna stretch my shirt if you keep doing that,” she said teasingly between heated kisses.
“Mm… I’ll buy you a new shirt…”
“I happen to like this shirt,” she taunted.
He nibbled at her lip before he smiled and pulled away so he could help her out of her shirt. He draped it over the back of the couch and brought his attention back to Jess. He kissed her full lips again, their eyes squeezing shut as they lost focus of everything but each other.
This time he explored around and under her black lace bra. Whenever his fingers ran over her nipples he could feel her shiver in his arms, could hear her breath hitch ever so slightly. Her breasts were gorgeous and perky and her nipples got hard so easily whenever he played with them.
Unable to wait any longer, Mark took off her bra and threw it away. Jess smiled and she reached down to grab the hem of his shirt. But he shook his head playfully, gently pushing her hands away. She raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“You’ll see.”
He guided her so that she was lying down on the couch under him. He ran his hands from her thin waist to the mounds of flesh that were her breasts, and squeezed them while he leaned closer to kiss her jaw, then her neck. She ran her hands over his back as he licked and grazed the skin of her neck with his teeth, leaving little marks that wouldn’t stay there long, but the sight of them on her pale, sensitive skin still turned him on. He did the same with her collarbone, brushing at her skin with his lips to tease her, before kissing and sucking gently.
