The chilly breeze causes my nipples to harden just as Trevor takes one into his mouth. His teeth brushing against the delicate skin beneath my bra. In search of more, I arch my back, and release my bra. He laughs softly, yet his gaze remains fixed on my chest. I begin to unbutton his shirt because I want to touch his skin.

Once that is completed, I nudge it over his shoulder right as he moves to the other nipple. My hand glides across the surface of his back, the firmness enticing me ...