Dave moved his arms behind her and pulled her against him. Her breasts pressed against his chest as their bodies locked together, nipples to knees. He backed her onto the nearby sofa. The taste of her intoxicated him, along with her sweet scent and her soft touch. He wanted more of her. So much more.

He unbuttoned her blouse. He groaned, a deep guttural sound, as he cupped her breast, an overflowing handful, rubbing his fingers across the little bud. He squeezed her nipple ...