Sweating Like a Sinner In Church (A one-shot story)

She leaned closer to him and placed her cheek in his exposed chest feeling his warmth. "You nervous?" She asked when she noticed his rapid heartbeat. His chest slowly rised and fall "no, I'm f**king turned on" his voice quivering. She looked up to him, her chin still in his chest. He watched her bite her lower lip and shut her eyes. His breath hitched when she started grinding in his lap, up and down, up and down..