He whispered against my lips, "I want your shirt off."

I sat up and pulled it over my head. Joel moved to his back and I straddled his hips, resting my ass on his lower belly. Without giving myself time to change my mind, I slid my arms behind me and unsnapped my bra. How I wish I found a front closure bra in my size. Joel kept his eyes on mine until I put my hands beneath my breasts and lifted them an inch. I didn't know where this side of me was coming from.

His eyes ...